37 lines
679 B
Plaintext
37 lines
679 B
Plaintext
farewell Komsomol
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Ordered: he - to the west,
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She - the other way ...
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left Komsomol
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The civil war.
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Left, parted,
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Leaving the quiet edge.
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"You told me something, my dear,
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In parting covet. "
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And Rodney answered:
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"I wish with all my heart -
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If death, then - instant,
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If wounds - small.
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And all are keen to
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I tell you, my friend,
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So with the imminent victory
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You returned home. "
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He shrugged his girlfriend's hand,
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I looked at a girl's face:
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"And I'm asking you -
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Write me a letter. "
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"But where do I write?
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How do I know your way "? -
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"All the same, - he said quietly,
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Write ... somewhere! "
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Ordered: he - to the west,
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She - the other way ...
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left Komsomol
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On the civil war. |