"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. |