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695 B
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25 lines
695 B
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Over the mountains of the Carpathian
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Just around the corner, behind the Carpathian
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Where smoke soldier fires,
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The valleys and ravines before dawn burn,
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Brown eyes singing about a young soldier.
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Soldiers sang about the Russian steppes,
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Where paths are twisted tight.
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Where is the promised house in the wind steppe
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Old maple rustles warmly by native window.
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There are clear in early month,
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That shines on the white garden,
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On the village girl out, spit on her shoulders
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On the steep far Berezhko
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Another met.
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And the soldiers listened to the song.
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Even a sigh is not violated.
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It flowed away, wide,
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In the silence of the night
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About the girl's eyes are brown, and about the house mother.
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