17 lines
441 B
Plaintext
17 lines
441 B
Plaintext
Plumped for Tsaritsyn Vrana (Death partisan)
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Tsaritsyn flew at Vrana,
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Peck predators chick.
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Oh, boljuchih partisans wounds
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Die guerrillas with Donets.
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He knocked down as in a thunderstorm aspen ...
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Stirrups not rattle more ...
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Mother, do not wait Svoge youngest son,
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Commander, do not wait Svoge fighter! ..
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You are the light, light, star night,
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As a tear in the blue the sky! ...
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The heart begins to partisan -
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Fiery heart! - freeze ... |