41 lines
902 B
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41 lines
902 B
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Song of the Don Cossacks
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Near Novocherkassk Meadow green,
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Meadow wide, from the native river,
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Bright red banners fluttering,
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Traveling, going to the Cossack camp.
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Chorus:
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Hey, horses, horses, let us make
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We don water.
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Cossacks are ready to fight,
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If there is a fight!
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Moustached Cossacks, Cossacks beardless,
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Oh, yeah merry Cossack Don people.
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On swashbuckling whiskey pouring brown curls -
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Falcons steppe, Don daredevils!
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Chorus.
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Near Novocherkassk songs combat -
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Before fire ottochat sharp blades.
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Cossacks dashing, black horses
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Smash even the wind shadow of the enemy!
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Chorus.
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Don wave rolls dear water melodious
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On the ground in the Soviet distant lands.
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We lead our Stalin, our mighty eagle,
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On untrodden paths, on clean fields.
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Chorus.
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Near Novocherkassk Meadow green,
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Meadow wide, from the native river,
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Bright red banners fluttering,
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Traveling, going to the Cossack camp.
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