| It was in the taiga
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| Where does the will end?
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| Squad early in the morning
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| Went to lumberjack.
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| The prisoners were led
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| Under reliable escort,
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| And the boy is alone
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| Dreamed of escaping.
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| I thought everything was like in the forest
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| He will find that path
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| Which will leave
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| He is out of order through the darkness.
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| I knew that they would shoot
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| They will be thrown behind bars,
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| But with a thorn fence
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| Worse than death for him.
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| I knew that they would shoot
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| They will be thrown behind bars,
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| But with a thorn fence
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| Worse than death for him.
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| Came back
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| Suddenly he pulled out of line,
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| Through untouched snow
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| Right into the darkness of the taiga.
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| He shouted: “Bitch, stop!”
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| Red-haired senior convoy,
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| Jerked the shutter
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| And rushed after him.
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| He shouted: “Bitch, stop!”
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| Red-haired senior convoy,
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| Jerked the shutter
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| And rushed after him.
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| Bullets, viciously whistling,
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| Everyone drank into the spruce,
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| The bark shattered
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| It hurt in the face.
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| But, and he kept shooting
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| On a running target
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| Every shot of it
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| Could be the end of the guy.
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| But, and he kept shooting
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| On a running target
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| Every shot of it
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| Could be the end of the guy.
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| Suddenly the machine stopped
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| A scream resounded over the forest,
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| And the escort left
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| With your head under the snow.
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| Wolf pit, apparently
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| He broke through with all his weight,
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| And the boy thought
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| What a successful escape.
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| He groaned "You save,
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| I will let go,
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| I'll tell everyone - I didn't catch up,
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| Just help me!"
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| The convict took pity on him,
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| The wolf howled over the taiga,
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| Gave him a hand
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| And he pulled with all his might.
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| The convict took pity on him,
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| The wolf howled over the taiga,
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| Gave him a hand
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| And he pulled with all his might.
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| The escort got up, sighed,
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| shook off the snow,
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| Discharged machine
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| And he said - run.
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| The boy ran again
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| Only suddenly pistol
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| One shot fired
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| In the middle of the frozen taiga.
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| The boy ran
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| Only suddenly pistol
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| One shot fired
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| In the middle of the frozen taiga.
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| He is now the captain
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| Yes, and the position is different.
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| And no one knew
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| About a desperate moan,
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| And in the grave is damp
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| Life was different
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| What was the price
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| Captain's epaulettes. |