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34 lines
617 B
Plaintext
toy boat
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/ Second repeat distich /
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birch near Moscow
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Rustled away.
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Floating boat-rocking
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According to the Yauza River.
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We sailed down the river
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Aside native,
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And at the close was not
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We were in one boat.
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By oars along the Yauza
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Rippling light footprint.
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Since then, friends and comrades,
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Many years have passed.
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A long time since we parted
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In all parts of the country,
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But the friendship we are old,
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Still hold true.
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Above us the sky of the motherland,
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And so light range,
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As if we were on the boat,
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As a young man, sail.
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And our path ends,
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Plenty of wide river:
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And driving, driving boat
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passing veterok.1954 |