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32 lines
647 B
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Red clove
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And you know what he was before,
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As openly as your password,
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Flower of courage and hope,
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The hero of the first red dawns.
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Chorus:
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Red Carnation - companion alarms
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Red Carnation - our flower.
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As news of the dream as a sign of freedom
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Friends to friends she called
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And through the years, shot
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Lenin smile gone.
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Chorus.
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At the rear of the enemy, under the stifling air,
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When I am waiting for death everywhere,
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Around bayonets flowers under the snow,
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Only could sing softly:
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Chorus.
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Love, death and blood and flame
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Intertwined in the flower of their fathers,
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And with us, together with us
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He's kind, in a hard way ready.
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Chorus.
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