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2020-01-09 21:13:45 +01:00
Song of the front driver
Through the mountains, rivers and valleys,
Through a blizzard, fire and black smoke
We drove the car,
Circling mines
Along paths, roads frontline.
Chorus:
Ah, the track front-line!
We are not afraid of any bombing,
We die too early -
We have more things at home.
A way for us to Berlin, among other things,
Was, my friends, is not easy and swift.
We walked day and night,
It was very difficult,
But the wheel was not throwing the driver.
He sat down.
Maybe separate civilian people
This song is a little clue
Well, we shall not forget,
Where we live or will be,
Front izezzhennoy roads.
Chorus.