Текст песни Жанна Бичевская - Конь боевой

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 Horse fighting with marching packs
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 The church laughs, waiting for someone.
Hm
 The fence queen crying with her grandson.
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 Pretty bitter tears pouring.
 
And at the door of the holy temple
 Kazak armored combat
 Go to the horse out of the church directly
 Among friends and relatives.
 
The wife of a horse brings to her husband,
 Nephew delivers peak.
 His father said to him: & quot; Listen
 My speeches you in advance.
 
We have served the Emperor,
 Now it's your turn to serve.
 So kiss the little wife Varya
 And God bless you.
 
Take IOHE horse dashing,
 He was in my Dobrov.
 He is your father's grizzled
 On the field, delivered from the fire & quot ;.
 
Horse fighting with marching packs
 The church laughs, waiting for someone.
 The fence queen crying with her grandson.
 Pretty bitter tears pouring.