The song is sung and not sung by the right
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Passion is given, it is given to me for free
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The birds have fallen down, that's right
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They were drunk
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They rushed into the night, running away, blushing
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From the machine gun lights
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We ran out of vodka, gave orders
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And the first step was the lieutenant
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Refusals were read in the eyes of the soldiers
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At that time, a landing party was walking through the forest
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Na-na-na-na-na! |
Na-na-na-na-na-na! |
Na-na-na-na-na! |
Na-na-na!
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Na-na-na-na-na! |
Na-na-na-na-na-na! |
Na-na-na-na-na! |
Na-na-na!
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The branches swayed and did not sway to the left
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The birds laughed and did not laugh angrily
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The leaves crunched, I turned around
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The woodpecker looked at me
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He knew that somewhere far away, on the edge
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There was no joke war
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The forester scolded the commander for laughter
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Leaflets were scattered in the forest
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The girl walked and sang songs playfully
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The paratrooper caught her by the scythe
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The sky was angry and not angry gloomy
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Heart beat, stopped in the morning
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The landing party trampled all the mushrooms, and the girl
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I took it and went to the forester
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The woodpecker fell asleep, all the birds sobered up
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Sat down to sing on a bitch
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Then the commander shot the lieutenant
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He reminded himself so much
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In the morning I told my elder brother everything
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He understood that it was fanciful to me |