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Looking at the bright lights in the long street, I think of the rainy evening
The seven matches held by the Red Army soldier 'and his last look.
Lit a bonfire 'red the cold night sky'
The fire of life
Warm the hearts of my comrades in arms "
Warm the hearts of my comrades in arms "
Also warm my life.
Looking at the bright lights in the long street, I think of the hard March
The figure of people helping each other 'and the constant love of cutting'
I'm not afraid of the high mountains and the far waters. I'm not afraid of the muddy roads
The fire of life
Light up the hearts of comrades in arms "
I'm not afraid of the high mountains and the far waters. I'm not afraid of the muddy roads
The fire of life
Light up the hearts of comrades in arms "
Light up the hearts of comrades in arms "
And light up my life,
Light up my life.
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