We have been so long, we have not rested for so long.
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We were just not up to the rest with you.
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We have plowed half of Europe in a plastunsky way,
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And tomorrow, tomorrow, finally, the last fight.
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Chorus:
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A little more, a little more, the last fight, it is the most difficult one.
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And I'm in Russia, I want to go home, I haven't seen my mother for so long.
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And I'm in Russia, I want to go home, I haven't seen my mother for so long.
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For the fourth year we have no life from these Fritz,
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The fourth year is salty sweat and blood like a river.
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And I would fall in love with a good girl,
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And I would touch the Motherland with my hand.
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Chorus:
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A little more, a little more, the last fight, it is the most difficult one.
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And I'm in Russia, I want to go home, I haven't seen my mother for so long.
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And I'm in Russia, I want to go home, I haven't seen my mother for so long.
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For the last time we will meet tomorrow in hand-to-hand combat,
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For the last time we can serve Russia.
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And it's not scary to die for her,
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Although everyone still hopes to live.
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Chorus:
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A little more, a little more, the last fight, it is the most difficult one.
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And I'm in Russia, I want to go home, I haven't seen my mother for so long.
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And I'm in Russia, I want to go home, I haven't seen my mother for so long. |