35 lines
955 B
Plaintext
35 lines
955 B
Plaintext
Take care of soldiers
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Far to the promised threshold,
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Before the gate a friend
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Guard, soldiers, this bright dream,
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This distance, this sweet home.
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Guard, soldiers, this bright dream,
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This distance, this sweet home.
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Early in the morning out favorite
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And admiring dalyu steppe
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Take care of the soldier, the first love,
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The steppe, this sweet home.
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Take care of the soldier, the first love,
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The steppe, this sweet home.
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Mother grieves over your photo,
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The house is filled with your silence.
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Take care of the soldier, a mother's love,
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This sadness, this sweet home.
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It turns blue boundless land,
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Sun rushes dorogoy earth.
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Guard, soldiers, sweet homeland peace,
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This world, this sweet home.
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Guard, soldiers, sweet homeland peace,
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This world, this sweet home.
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Far to the promised threshold,
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Before the gate a friend
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Guard, soldiers, this bright dream,
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This distance, this sweet home.
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Guard, soldiers, this bright dream,
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This distance, this sweet home. 1948 |