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41 lines
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Communists, forward
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There is a military order words,
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Which only in heavy combat, and even then not always,
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Gets the right leader, raises a company of his own.
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Twentieth year. Wild horses gallop.
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Perekop. Trains. Typhoid darkness.
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Gunboat bullet flying in the forehead,
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And do not stand up under fire, maddening.
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Polk threw his overcoat on a wire,
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But knocks over the cloth greatcoat gun.
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And then a barely audible voice said Commissioner;
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"Communists, forward! Communists, forward!"
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Summer morning a grenade fell on the grass,
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In the border village house swayed,
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"Messerschmitt" splashed into the blue fire,
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And do not stand up under fire, maddening.
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And over the Volga blasted from the dead apartments
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In Stalingrad without rozdyha beat gun.
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Then faintly commander said:
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"The Communists, forward! The Communists, forward!"
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There is a military order words,
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But they are not subject to statutes of the war,
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There are - above statutes - such rights,
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That not all got guns are.
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Under the February clouds the wind and snow,
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But iron nestynuschim smells like earth.
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The day continues a century.
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Indeveyut hostility of the Kremlin guard.
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Everywhere, where the road crossed the lead,
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Or where the boiling of great works,
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Through the centuries, forever, forever, until the end:
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"Communists, forward! Communists, forward!"
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