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29 lines
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The Moorsoldaten - Немецкий
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Wherever the eye can wander and marshes only around.
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Birds sing for me, oaks are bare and crooked.
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Here in this desolate heath, the camp is set up.
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Where we far from any joy tucked behind barbed wire.
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We are the bog soldiers, Marching to the moor with a spade.
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We are the bog soldiers, Marching to the moor with a spade.
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In the morning draw the columns back into the swamp to work.
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Digging in the fire of the sun, but to freedom in the mood.
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Homeward, homeward, everyone longs to the parents, wife and children,
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Some breast dehnet a sigh because we are trapped here.
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We are the bog soldiers And we move on to the moor with a spade.
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We are the bog soldiers, Marching to the moor with a spade.
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go up and down the post, no, nobody can pass.
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Escape will cost only life, often wire fence the fort.
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But for us there is no complaining, forever may it not be winter.
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Once are glad we say freedom you're mine.
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Then the peat bog soldiers never zieh'n more with our spades to the moor
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Then the peat bog soldiers never zieh'n more with our spades to the moor
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