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countrymen
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One sailor was born in Tula,
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He was considered a senior all.
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Another sailor was from Barnaul,
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And the third was from Tuapse.
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Always in the campaigns they were together,
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Proud of the glory of combat,
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And do not grieve,
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And the Germans were beaten,
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The three went to the battle!
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Chorus:
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And you - brother, and I - mate,
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And we do not have other ways.
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And again we have another war,
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And once we land one,
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You mate - so I mate -
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So, we, mate, fellow countrymen!
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He was a senior wounded on the battlefield,
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Said: "Leave me, you ..."
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Bent over him lovingly two
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And they brought forth out of the fire.
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And again in battle friends went.
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When will they threatened calamity,
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they were friends
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And we were together
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On land and in the sea at all times.
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Chorus.
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When the guns fell silent muzzle,
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Friends decided all at once:
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"The war will take place, we will go to Tula,
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After mahnom Tuapse! "
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"And in his spare time, in bright denochek
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We went to three of Barnaul,
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For a good glass of vodka
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About friendship hot
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Then we, as before, sing! "
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Pripev.1943 |