28 lines
791 B
Plaintext
28 lines
791 B
Plaintext
From the Volga to the Don
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From the Volga to the Don, in the wide steppes,
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Night mists lie on the hills.
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From the Volga to the Don Cossack river
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Sit on the mound eagles, steppe.
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Salty loam, sand gray
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From the Volga to the Don Cossack river.
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Woken Steppe, iron rattles.
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And a seagull flying over the sea Tsimlyansky.
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My faithful companion, a young Cossack,
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With the machines we walked along the bed with you.
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Color, make noise, and meadows field,
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We ourselves have raised in the desert shore!
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From the Volga to the Don Gusto bread
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The fate of gold, other fate.
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Shine over the steppe fires cities
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Blooming spring cherry orchards.
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From the Volga to the Don noisy feather,
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From the Volga to the Don are going ships.
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Tsimlyansk sea, river water,
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From the Volga to the Don buzzing wires.
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