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2020-01-09 21:13:45 +01:00
Farewell to the Brethren
I resinous edge of the taiga
I met his best song.
I love you, my tent Bratsk until now,
The very first love love.
It just so happened that our dreams for the poster of the tents taken,
Since we have almost write historical portrait,
Only that, my friends, vanity,
This is all the fuss,
It is not even the whole life is lived ... Option:
And almost became our historical portrait,
Shine on the chest of the Order,
Glistens with gray at the temples,
And will be sent to distant building others
Only this is not our fault.
We will be wise and live right,
We will be true and tender love ...
We also say that a whole life ahead, -
Only the youth can not be repeated.
Only re not pass
In this life the beginning.
I have dopoyu, dopoyu
Komsomolskaya his song -
Only one I come up with a new Taishet,
Who else will Angara? 1968