Текст песни Евгений Дятлов - Песня разведчиков

And sometimes fate scout,
Short as a close fight,
And only white dome over me,
And the stars of arm's reach

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And you listen fly-buzzing,
Aircraft in the silence of the night,
Revealing the rustle of the dome,
Above the ground froze.

And our glory not envy you,
And let us give a girl flowers,
Perhaps somewhere in the darkness of night,
I will not reveal a spare.

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And not for nothing that people say,
What Airborne forged steel guys,
Let them home safely asleep,
They keep their peace.

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And at the station, that's romantic,
Meets Girl paratrooper,
And he said to him, You are my mother,
We will not part with you.