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When we were at war,
When we were at war,
There every thought of his
Loved or of his wife.
And I would also think could,
And I would also think could,
When the tube was staring,
The blue of her smoke.
But I couldn't think of anything,
But I couldn't think of anything,
I only pipe Smoking
With the Turkish bitter табачком.
As you once had lied to me,
As you once had lied to me,
But the heart of the girl's own
Forever else gave it to him.
I only true bullets waiting,
I only true bullets waiting,
That will quench my grief
And from our enmity.
When we are at war,
When we are at war,
To meet the bullets fly
At the Raven his horse.
But only death is not for me,
Yes, it is clear that death is not for me,
And again horse, my horse
I brought forth out of the fire.