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32 lines
778 B
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The conversation with the city (For us doskazhet Leningrad)
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Parapets along silently wander we
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Dry leaves poking.
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The further path, the more completed,
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Especially hot shower singing.
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How good that the heart is right
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Does not require the awards,
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And the rest too, probably,
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For us doskazhet Leningrad.
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Our city, the Baltic smelling,
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It stands on the banks of the Neva;
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How hospitable house unbuttoned
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It should not give the enemy.
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As we fought in the winter of blockade -
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The whole city is like a soldier!
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For all Russian grateful
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About doskazhet Leningrad.
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And our song ends
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At the touch of silence,
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Let the cute town not sad
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And the age-old dreams.
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Let the grass swaying in the gardens,
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And over the graves of soldiers
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Unique song heard
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Your eternal voice Leningrad. 1972 |