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23 lines
582 B
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Maxim's song
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Ten rifles for the entire battalion,
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In each of the last rifle cartridge.
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In tattered uniforms, sandals full of holes
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We beat the Germans in various ways.
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he robbed and zhog all of Ukraine,
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So for us was payback.
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Hour approached, came the war,
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Time, friends, to pay in full.
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Here is the street, so this house
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In the city of our forever home.
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Street of the enemy will not pass,
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In this house is bright, the enemy will not enter!
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Guns and tanks attacking the Nazis,
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Our pilots are flying to the west.
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Black Hitler's vile power
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Spinning, spinning, wants to fall.
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