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27 lines
720 B
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Cossack
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We went to war with the Don Cossack regiments,
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One Cossack head tilted here.
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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 urged him,
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And in the distance, he watched the blue steppe,
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And that was not allowed to see anything.
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Cossack shook his head, Curly,
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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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We walked and walked, singing nightingale.
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Feather, dear side,
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Cossack ................... 1937 |