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37 lines
988 B
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little trumpeter
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Around the war, and the small -
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They laughed at him all the doctors:
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"Where such a good little,
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Well, maybe, only trumpeters? "
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And he? - All uneasy:
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Well, trumpeter, trumpet player so!
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As well, it is not necessary to bow -
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All the bullets whistle over you.
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Everywhere will be held, but not part
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With its polished pipe.
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And why? Because
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So put it.
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But once, in the autumn rains,
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In a strange unknown land,
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The regiment was surrounded,
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The commander was killed in battle.
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Well, how can that be? Oh, how can that be?
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Well, well, trumpeter, you - sound!
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Arose blower in smoke and flame,
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For lips pressed his trumpet,
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And behind the tube the whole regiment wounded
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She sang the "Internationale".
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And regiment went for a trumpeter,
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For a real trumpet player!
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Soldier, soldier, we are not supposed to,
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Well, what can I do-not-cry cry -
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In a strange land, in the wilderness uncut,
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It remained a small blower.
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But he, because he - the thing is -
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It was a real trumpet! 1967 |