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Once upon a time there was a man

he lived in a country

where there was no work

he dreamed of work

Once upon a time there was a man

he lived in a village

lying on a high mountain

there he dreamt of a big city

which he never saw in his life

Once upon a time there was a man

He could neither read nor write

and one day he heard of a wonderland

he dreamt of Germany

Once upon a time there was a man

who received a letter from an office

there was written

>>Congratulations

You got a job in a foreign country<<

Once upon a time there was a man

he sought his fortune in Germany

he began working as a brick-layer

and jumped over a wall

fell into a destroyed factory

and rebuilt it

he always told his colleagues

this is my

my factory …

He worked day and night

There were no weekends

He went home just to sleep

And so he lived in a dream

God´s gift

a room with four fellow countrymen

where he felt, as though he was in a paradise

he dreamt day and night

of his job in the factory …