| "Private Borisov!" - "I!"
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| "Come on, how was it!"
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| “I held on to the last of my strength:
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| The rain whipped, then tired,
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| Then it got dark
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| I just warned him!
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| Chorus:
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| At the first cry: "Who's coming?"
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| He started joking
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| At a shot in the air, he shouted:
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| "Stop fooling around!"
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| I hesitated a little
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| And without entering into an argument,
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| Chinarik spat out -
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| And he shot at point-blank range."
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| "Come on, private,
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| Let's be honest - you're better off!
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| After all, you would recognize him a mile away ... "
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| "There was fog - I couldn't recognize -
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| It's dark, there are clouds in the sky,
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| Someone was walking - I shouted into the darkness.
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| Chorus:
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| At the first cry: "Who's coming?"
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| He started joking
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| At a shot in the air, he shouted:
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| "Stop fooling around!"
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| I hesitated a little
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| And without entering into an argument,
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| Chinarik spat out -
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| And he shot at point-blank range."
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| "Private Borisov, -
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| Again the investigator tormented, -
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| You will fall under the tribunal!”
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| "I was on duty - it was raining,
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| Fog, and there were clouds, -
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| Again I stubbornly repeated.-
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| Chorus:
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| At the first cry: "Who's coming?"
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| He started joking
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| At a shot in the air, he shouted:
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| "Stop fooling around!"
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| I hesitated a little
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| And without entering into an argument,
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| Chinarik spat out -
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| And he shot at point-blank range."
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| A year ago - and I'm offended
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| I don't forget soon -
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| In the mine we quarreled a bit, -
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| True, heartfelt
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| Conversation failed:
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| A jackhammer interfered with us.
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| Chorus:
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| To the cry of the soul: "Leave her!"
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| He started joking
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| At my blow, he shouted:
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| "Stop fooling around!"
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| I hesitated a little -
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| I was offended, angry, -
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| Chinarik spat out
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| He dropped the knife and left.
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| my happiness that
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| He turned out to be alive!
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| Well, I - I did my duty.
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| Well, it's true, it was raining,
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| Fog, clouds floated across the sky ...
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| According to the charter - he shot correctly!
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| -==-
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| Chorus:
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| At the first cry: "Who's coming?"
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| He began to joke.  | 
| Correctly?
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| At a shot in the air, he shouted:
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| "Stop fooling around!"
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| I hesitated a little
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| And without entering into an argument,
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| Chinarik spat out -
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| And shot at point-blank range. |