| He cocked the hammers, lay down in the reeds - everything is ready,
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| Decoy, like a lover grunts,
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| Soon the pintail will cry for her husband,
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| Apparently the widow will stay soon ...
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| For the third time, a dozen began to decline -
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| Life goes away like hooligan friends
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| And wild ducks kiss on the lips
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| And they are pulled to the forest to their native estuaries.
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| Chorus:
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| Ah-ah-ah-ah...
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| I call my friends, comrades,
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| So we will sing songs and drink wine,
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| After all, we haven't seen each other for a long time.
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| Ah-ah-ah-ah.
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| Kalina red tear,
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| The duck time will flap its wings -
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| Farewell, no fluff, no feather!
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| Who loves freedom and heavy guns,
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| Who loves women, unspeakably beautiful,
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| He knows how much true friendship costs,
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| And how sometimes the soul hurts for Russia.
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| Come into our house and remain friends,
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| For a moment forget about self-interest and wealth,
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| Let's remember our school fraternity
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| Let's drink to have it with us!
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| Chorus:
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| Ah-ah-ah-ah...
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| I call my friends, comrades,
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| So we will sing songs and drink wine,
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| After all, we haven't seen each other for a long time.
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| Ah-ah-ah-ah...
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| Kalina red tear,
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| The duck time will flap its wings -
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| Farewell, no fluff, no feather!
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| Losing.
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| Ah-ah-ah-ah...
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| I call my friends, comrades,
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| So we will sing songs and drink wine,
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| because we haven't seen each other for a long time.
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| Ah-ah-ah-ah...
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| Kalina red tear,
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| The duck time will flap its wings -
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| Farewell, no fluff, no feather!
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| Ah-ah-ah-ah...
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| Kalina red tear,
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| The duck time will flap its wings -
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| Farewell, no fluff, no feather! |