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Looking for firefighters,
 Looking for the police,
 Looking for photographers
 In our capital,
 Looking for a long time,
 But can not find
 Some guy
 Twenty years old.

Middle-height,
 Shoulder and strong
 He walks in white
 T-shirt and cap.
 Sign "TRP"
 On his chest.
 No longer know
 About him nothing.

Many guys
 Shoulders and strong.
 Many wear
 T-shirts and caps.
 Many in the capital
 The same icons.
 Each
 To labor defense
 Ready

Who
 From where
 And what kind of bird is he?
 Guy,
 Whom
 Looking for a capital?
 What did he do
 And what is to blame?
 That's what the people
 They say about him.

Rode
 One
 Citizen
 In Moscow -
 White cap
 On the head, -
 Rode in the spring
 On the tram site,
 Something under the roar of the wheels
 Singing ...

Suddenly he saw -
 On the contrary
 In the window
 Rushing someone
 In smoke and fire.

Many crowded
 People on the panel.
 People in dismay
 Under the roof looked:
 There from the window
 Through fire smoke
 Arms
 Child
 Pull over to them.

For one minute
 Without losing
 Rushed guy
 From the tram site
 Car
 Intercept
 And through the pipe
 Drainpipe
 It is useful.

Third floor,
 And the fourth
 And the fifth ...
 Here is the last
 Fire enveloped.
 Black smoke
 Hanging shroud.
 Breaks out
 Fire out the window.

Need more
 Pull up a little bit.
 Guy,
 Weakening
 Crawled to the window
 Got up,
 Panting in the smoke,
 On the eaves,
 The girl took
 And goes down.

Here grabbed
 By hand
 For the column.
 Here on the bottom
 He stepped to the balcony ...
 Barely worth it
 On the eaves leg,
 And to the balcony -
 Four steps.

Saw people
 Looking down,
 How careful
 He walked along the ledge.
 Here he passed
 Half
 Ways
 It takes another half
 Pass the.

Step. Stop.
 Other. Stop.
 That's up to the balcony
 He got smartly.
 Through iron
 Barrier climbed,
 Doors opened -
 And in the apartment disappeared ...

Interferes with smoke
 Cloud of dust
 Firefighters Rush
 Cars,
 Click voiced
 Anxious whistling.
 Copper helmets
 Rows shine.

Instant - and crumbled
 Copper helmets.
 Ladders rose
 Quickly, as in a fairy tale.

People in the canvas -
 In sequence -
 Climb
 By stairs
 In flames and smoke ...

Flame
 Is replaced
 Chad carbon monoxide.
 Drives the pump
 Water jet
 Woman,
 Crying
 Fits
 To firefighters:
 - girl,
 Daughter
 Save
 My!

- Not,-
 Answer
 Firefighters
 Friendly -
 Girl in building
 Not detected.
 All floors
 We are now bypassed,
 But nobody
 Still
 Not found.

Suddenly out of the gate
 Burnt house
 Released
 One
 Citizen
 Unfamiliar.
 Red from rust,
 Bruised all over
 Girl
 Tightly
 He held in his hands.

My daughter cried,
 Mother hugging.
 The guy jumped up
 To the tram site,
 Shadow flashed
 Behind the wagon glass,
 Cap waved
 And disappeared around the corner.

Looking for firefighters,
 Looking for the police,
 Looking for photographers
 In our capital,
 Looking for a long time,
 But can not find
 Some guy
 Twenty years old.

Middle-height,
 Shoulder and strong
 He walks in white
 T-shirt and cap,
 Sign "TRP"
 On his chest.
 No longer know
 About him nothing.

Many guys
 Shoulders and strong,
 Many wear
 T-shirts and caps.
 Many in the capital
 The same
 Badges.
 To the glorious feat
 Each
 Ready!