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43 lines
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For good friends
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In the festive halls, whether in a quiet room
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You would catch an hour of gladness -
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At the table you remember comrades,
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And they will not forget about you.
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You will recall the years of war,
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Is it possible to forget about the past?
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These years - intimate friends,
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Best place them at the table.
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Chorus:
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For good friends,
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Of real friends,
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Those with whom they are friends,
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We drained the cup
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And once again pour.
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For our fellowship
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We fill the bowl
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And sing a song.
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We are today in the silence and tranquility
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They gathered in a small circle of friends.
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And we sing for pleasure,
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And no family in the world amicably.
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In our circle of friends all equal:
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And miners, and soldiers, and the poet.
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Reserve a seat, other nice,
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Only enemies no place here.
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Chorus.
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Let all serious smile
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A song to sing silent is not a sin.
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This evening it really should be -
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To have fun enough for everyone.
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In the festive halls, whether in a quiet room
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You would catch gladness hour
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At the table you remember comrades,
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And they will not forget about you.
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Chorus. |