przemowoAnalizator/piosenki/KomsomolskayaTrumpeter.txt

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Komsomolskaya
Trumpeters sounded the alarm!
All in shape to the fused battle
I am going on a long journey
Komsomolsk combined battalion.
Good-bye, Mom, do not worry,
In parting, the son of a kiss;
Good-bye, Mom, do not worry, do not be sad,
Wished us a safe journey!
Farewell to his native land,
3vezda win us the light!
Good-bye, Mom, do not worry, do not be sad,
Wished us a safe journey!
All that with a childhood love, and keep,
Do not give the enemy.
It is better to lay your head in battle,
Defending their homeland.
Good-bye, Mom, do not worry,
In parting, the son of a kiss;
Good-bye, Mom, do not worry, do not be sad,
Wished us a safe journey!
Farewell to his native land,
winning star, we shine!
Good-bye, Mom, do not worry, do not be sad,
Wished us a good journey! 1947