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- cross-posted to:
- music
Polyushko polye
Полюшко, поле, полюшко, широко поле… Едут, эх, по полю герои, эх, да Pyсckой Армии герои.
Девушки плачут, девушкам сегодня грустно. Милый да в армию уехал, эх, да милый в армию уехал.
Полюшко, поле, полюшко, широко поле… Едут, эх, по полю герои, эх, да Pycсkой Армии герои.
Девушки плачут, девушкам сегодня грустно. Милый да в армию уехал, эх, да милый в армию уехал.
What's in the mind of a soldier when he is riding to war Saying farewell to his loved ones He might not see any more
Evil and blind is his courage precious but worthless his life Maybe he'll meet with his black crow The ultimate end of his strife
Little field, oh field, * Little wide field, field... Heroes ride across the field, hey, of the Soviet army heroes.
Maidens are crying, Maidens are sad today, The darling ha gone to the army, hey, The darling ha gone to the army.
Because every day is Red Army appreciation day