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Our town
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For outposts Leningrad
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Again raging nightingale spring,
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Where we have not slept in days, soldiers,
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Silence all around, as before, the silence.
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Chorus:
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over Russia
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The sky is blue,
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Blue sky over the Neva,
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In the whole world there,
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No more beautiful
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my Leningrad.
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We all remember: in the winter night
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Over Russia, over the birthmark country
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All the wounded, in the snowy hoarfrost
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Proudly towered sad my city.
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Chorus.
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Slday city, where we fought,
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Anyone you like guns, do not give.
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Together with the sun awakens
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Our song, our glory, our city!
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Chorus.
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