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27 lines
725 B
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Cossack
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We walked across the steppe Cossack regiments with Don,
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One Cossack only head bowed.
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Oh, one Cossack bored at home
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Horse mane occasion dropped.
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Oh, curls scattered in all directions.
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About the house Dumka tormented him.
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Oh, he looked into the distance blue steppe,
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And that was not allowed to see anything.
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Cossack shook his head Chubatov
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He said to his companions wistfully:
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"Oh, izbolelos heart young,
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Oh, how I my friends, I want to go home "
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Fly quickly Dorozhen'ka-road
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Dispel Cossack Duma and longing.
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Oh, reared his horse dashing
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And whistled saber sharp gallop.
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A shelf on the steppe with glory speakerphone
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All went on and singing nightingale.
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Feather, dear side,
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Take from the red horsemen poklon.1935 |