przemowoAnalizator/piosenki/There_is_a_nice_town_in_t.txt
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There is a nice town in the north
There is good in the north of town,
He's in the woods harsh northern lain down.
Russian blizzard out there circling, singing,
There my podruzhenka, my dear lives.
Postman, she knock on the window,
Letter my cherished Surrender!
Receive news from the far side,
On the field of battle hot, with World War II.
Do you hear, my dear, my distant,
We are defending birthmarks edge!
The frosty night but, on clear days are
In the fight go the menacing red shelves.
We divide-fascists invaders,
With the red flag of the motherland will go.
And the war is over, and the time comes -
I turn back to the north pretty town.
I'm in the sky, blue sky will fly,
Directly to a pretty window omitted.
I knock at the window, and the soul will stand ...
Come, my beauty, my dear friend waiting for!
There is good in the north of town,
He's in the woods harsh northern lain down.
Russian blizzard whirls there, singing.
There my podruzhenka, darling zhivet.1942