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Plaintext
42 lines
880 B
Plaintext
Flying migratory birds
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Flying migratory birds
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In autumn gave blue -
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They fly in a hot country,
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I stayed with you.
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I stayed with you,
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Native country forever!
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I do not need Turkish coast
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And I do not need Africa.
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I have a lot of countries perevidel,
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Pacing with a rifle in his hand,
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And there was no more bitter sorrow,
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The live far away from you.
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I changed my mind a lot of doom
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With friends in a distant land,
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And there was no more debt,
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You execute your will.
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Let me drowning in the swamps,
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Let I froze on the ice,
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But if you tell me again -
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I pass it all over again.
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Their desires and hopes
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Contact me with you forever -
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With thy harsh and clear,
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With thy enviable fate.
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Flying migratory birds
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Bygone summer look for.
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They fly in a hot country,
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And I do not want to leave.
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I stayed with you,
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My dear party!
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I do not need someone else's sun,
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Foreign land not nuzhna.1949 |