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44 lines
716 B
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Far, far away
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Far, far away,
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Where to wander fogs
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Where the breeze
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Swaying rye.
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You're in one's own edge
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In steppe mound,
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About me remembering
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As before, you live.
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From distant friend
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Day and night without ceasing
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Expensive and desirable
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You're waiting for news.
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The sky above you
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Tipped blue,
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Splash swift rivers,
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Sigh sea.
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widely stretched
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Most Russian -
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dear Fatherland
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Yours and mine.
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About you, svetlookoy.
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My beautiful dawn,
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At the far edge
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I thought again.
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Far, far away
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For forests, gray,
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I am your sleep and rest
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Every hour of the beach.
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That animal tracks
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At the edge of forever darling,
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Do not ever go
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No enemy.
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About you, my Dawn,
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On a distant outpost
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In our life worrying
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I remember not mogu.1951 |