38 lines
1.1 KiB
Plaintext
38 lines
1.1 KiB
Plaintext
Marchuk, playing guitar
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Life was not looking for you but gentle smooth,
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Now remember we're entitled to
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First tent,
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First tent,
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Blizzard over frozen over wild Angara.
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And now rebuilt Bratsk legendary,
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And a boat floats on the sea,
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Marchuk, playing guitar,
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And the sea Fraternal sings.
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You lived, a friend and my brother, Bratsk wrong,
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Sang about Brigantine, I believe in miracles,
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And over the overpass,
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And over the overpass,
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It seems to us cranes raise the sails!
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And the birds fly and fly over the dam,
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And the sun rises over the sea,
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Marchuk sings about Brigantine,
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And the sea is singing along with him.
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All we have is first, how much would neither we went,
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It will once again be in the forest frosty winter,
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There on the Ust-Ilim,
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There on the Ust-Ilim,
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Everything begins again, like youth itself!
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Taiga his outspoken character is known,
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Calls to him in the way of Ust-Ilim,
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He goes through life, and songs,
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As seagulls circling above him.
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Neither the years nor the blizzard did not grow old,
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Dream with him for life goes on,
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Marchuk, playing guitar,
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And the sea Fraternal sings. 1964 |