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2020-01-06 14:46:37 +01:00
Makhno was not looking
Spotlight fumbles cautiously Hills
And from this night it seems darker.
That month I did not take off the tunic,
Which month did not unbutton belts.
I have in my left sleeve of the projectile,
The tobacco pouch embroidered - fragrant home-grown tobacco.
Soldier excess property is not necessary.
Makhno, without looking, as they say at the front.
A soldier keeps in his pocket faded overcoat
A letter from his mother, but a handful of his native land.
We have to win not regret anything.
We even heart as HZ not cherished.
What do you wish you today before the fight?
After all, we in the fire and smoke go not for awards.
Let's change the fate with you.
Makhno, without looking, as they say at the front.
We have not learned to walk hunched under fire,
With housing casual leave not grieving.
That's why what our native Guards Corps,
One hundred grams of a trailer need a drink for you.
As long as the clouds above the ground more closely,
For us no peace and there is no turning back.
So what you share me goodbye?
Makhno, without looking, as they say at the front.