75 lines
1.7 KiB
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75 lines
1.7 KiB
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The memory of the squadron Normandie-Niemen
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I worry when he heard
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French speech,
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I remember the early years.
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I was friends with the Frenchman,
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Do not forget our meetings
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Where Neman carries its waters.
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There's French pilots
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In the rain and fog
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The enemy attacked,
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A Soviet guys
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In the ranks of the guerrillas
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They fought in the Loire Valley.
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we flew one in heaven,
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We lost friends fighting,
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Well, those who are destined to live,
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We must remember them and make friends.
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La la la la
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La-la-la
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La la la la
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La-la-la
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Well, those who are destined to live,
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We must remember them and make friends.
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What are you doing now,
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French counterpart,
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Where do you go now
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Where to fly?
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Do not you eh, I called out -
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"Bonjour, kamarad"
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you answered me -
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"Hello, comrade!"
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We are one of the jars
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Warm in winter,
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They guarded each other in flight,
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And then you're in Paris
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returned home
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Donated on my plane.
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we flew one in heaven,
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We lost friends fighting,
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Well, those who are destined to live,
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We must remember them and make friends.
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La la la la
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La-la-la
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La la la la
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La-la-la
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Well, those who are destined to live,
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We must remember them and make friends.
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I will come to Paris,
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All the houses are bypassed
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Under the ground the whole city union,
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From the "Normandy" pilot
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There I find,
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We will continue the former conversation.
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We are for a just cause
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Fought kamarad,
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We hate war is different.
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Not to succumb to hype
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French counterpart,
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Fidelity to the oath of his keeping.
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we flew one in heaven,
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We lost friends fighting,
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Well, those who are destined to live,
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We must remember them and make friends.
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La la la la
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La-la-la
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La la la la
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La-la-la
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Well, those who are destined to live,
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We must remember them and make friends. 1958
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