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56 lines
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Song about Kochubei
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In this village clicked cry
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Vania Kochubei:
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"Boys, turns black owl
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Rodney steppes!
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Equip the horse to the battle!
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I fell hard year:
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At home to Kuban
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Shkuro himself is coming! "
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It rose like a forest of thick,
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Spikes and blades.
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Kochubey leads to a fight
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Formidable shelves!
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For the happiness of the people
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We went to the battle,
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Dolyushku for free,
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For freestyle Kuban!
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military time to was,
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A long tortuous path.
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Poludonnye wind
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Burned his chest.
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Dawn was rising,
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Fall again ...
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Overturned in the sea
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The boys of the enemy army.
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But among green cornfields,
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Amid native steppes
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Rampant head cupped
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Kochubey dad ...
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For the happiness of the people
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We went to the battle
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Dolyushku for free,
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For freestyle Kuban!
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Where he fought Kochubei
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Where he spent the storm,
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Now visible in the steppes
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Peace cart.
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There are herds of horses,
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And sheep - are not considered,
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Grapes and Kavun -
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All the collective farms there!
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Hear, dad Kochubei
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As ordinary people
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In the Kuban to native
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Happy lives?
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For the happiness of the people
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We went to the battle,
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Dolyushku for free,
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For freestyle Kuban! 1938 |