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52 lines
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story tankman
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It was a hard fight. All now like half asleep.
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And just can not forgive himself:
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Of the thousands of people I knew little boy,
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But the name, forgot to ask him ...
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Ten or twelve, full of mischief,
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Of those that the leaders of the children,
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Of those in the small towns near the front
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They greeted us as honored guests.
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They surround the car in the parking lot
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Carry water buckets they do not work.
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Take out soap with a towel to the tank
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And unripe plum pop.
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It was the battle for the streets, the enemy fire was terrible.
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We broke the square forward.
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And he nails - do not look out towers.
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And the devil will know where beats?
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Here guessing, for some huts
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He settled down: so much any holes ...
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And then the car ran over the boy:
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"Comrade Commander, Comrade Commander,
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I know where their gun, I scouted,
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I crawled, they are out there in the garden! "
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"But where, where?" - "And I let go
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The tank with you just give! ".
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"Well, the fight is not waiting Feelin here, buddy!"
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And here we are rolling to the place of four.
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Worth boy, mines, bullets hiss,
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Only nightie bubble.
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We arrived. "Here". And with a turn
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We go to the rear and giving full throttle,
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And this gun at the same time with the expectation
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We vmyali in loose, greasy black soil.
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I wiped the sweat, choking fumes and soot.
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From the house was a large fire to the house.
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And, I remember, I said: "Thank you, lad! -
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And like someone shook hands.
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It was a hard fight. All now like half asleep.
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And just can not forgive himself:
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Of the thousands of people I knew little boy,
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But the name, forgot to ask him.
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