П О М О Г И Т Е С А Н Г Л И Й С К И М Я З Ы К О М !!!!

The New World promised us freedom and changes, The weather was rough and the sea was cold, But we left our homes, both Saints and Strangers, Some for religion and some for gold.
With storms and disease, we faced many dangers, Our families died, but we didn't stop,
And we reached the New World, both Saints and Strangers, Soldiers of fortune and pilgrims of hope.
We will love these rivers and mountain ranges, We will fight for this land to our last breath, And we'll stay here forever, both Saints and Strangers, Brothers and sisters in life and death.

IThe next day we (27 — come) to the farmyard by 7. That day we (28 — be)
lucky. We (29 — send) to pick strawberries. Some of the others who (30 — pick) strawberries before (31 — tell) us what to do. We (32 — start) working. After I (33 — work) for five minutes I (34 – get) a backache, but I (35 – keep) on (36 – work). We (37 – work)
hard till twelve when we (38 — have) an hour off for lunch. By that
time I (39 — pick) thirteen boxes and my friend (40 — do) fourteen.