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Fay 

Who's At Your Window 

Spit Fire 

On Our Way 

Don't Knock on my Door (Master) 

House of the Rising Sun(Дом восходящего солнца)There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one My mother was a tailor Sewed my new blue jeans My father was gambling man Do