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Already do not loom
Balloons over the city
The sirens fell silent
Getting ready to blow the blow.

But the companies still have time to get out,
They will be in time in battalions,
Which still
They can easily kill.

Already cleaned
From the soot of candles icons,
Both the soul and the mouth
Both prayers and verses.

But with the red cross everything goes,
And go and go echelons,
A sort of summary
Losses are not so great.

Here the crosses were torn off the glass
From strips of paper.
Here are the curtains - down!
Dimming is no longer necessary.

And somewhere alcohol is distributed,
They give out a jar before the fight,
He expels everything -
And cold, and fear, and the plague.

Here are the pre-war lamps
Burn in the sun -
And from the windows on prisoners
Moscow stared down.
Taken from the GL5 website. RU
And somewhere in the heart of the soldiers there’s a shard,
The shrapnel was pushing
And somewhere scouts
It is necessary to get the "language".

And somewhere scouts
It is necessary to get the "language".
And somewhere scouts
It is necessary to get the "language".