przemowoAnalizator/piosenki/Letter_from_the_FrontM.txt

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Letter from the Front
My comrade, buckskin horse,
Carry a letter Cossack.
Carry, say, let it
by dashing does not cry!
Tell me I'm over the edge of the native
I fight wrong!
What I recently awarded
High rewards!
That in honor of the Guards Cossack
Salute was launched in the capital,
That we will come with a win
Home to their village!
My comrade, buckskin horse!
Carry the message you takuyu-
Let me Cossack
Do not cry, do not yearn!