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Отслужил солдат службу долгую,
Отслужил солдат службу ратную,
Двадцать лет служил, и еще пять лет,
Генералом шеф ему отпуск дал.
И пошел солдат во родимый край,
И нашел солдат избу русскую,
На крылце сидит молода жена,
Двадцати годов как и небыло.
Ты видать жена хорошо жила,
Хорошо жила - не состарилась,
А жена ему говорит в ответ,
Говорит в ответ, сама плачет вся.
Не жена твоя, я законная,
А я дочь твоя, дочь сиротская,
А жена твоя вот уж пятый год,
Во сырой земле под березонькой.
И зашел солдат в избу русскую,
Приказал подать зелена вина,
Пил всю ночь солдат, по усам его,
Не вино текло - слезы горькие.
Пил всю ночь солдат, по усам его,
Не вино текло - слезы горькие.
Served the soldier service for a long time
Served the soldier service rata
Twenty years served, and five more years,
General Chef he gave a vacation.
And the soldiers went to the Major region,
And found the soldier of the hut Russian,
On the roof sits young wife,
Twenty years later.
You see the wife lived well,
Well lived - it was not up to
And his wife says in response,
Speaks in response, everything is crying itself.
Not your wife, I'm legal,
And I'm your daughter, orphan daughter,
And your wife is now the fifth year,
In crude land near Berezonka.
And soldiers went to the hut Russian
Ordered to give green wine
Saw all night soldiers, on his mustache,
Not wine flowed - bitter tears.
Saw all night soldiers, on his mustache,
Not wine flowed - bitter tears.
Served the soldier service rata
Twenty years served, and five more years,
General Chef he gave a vacation.
And the soldiers went to the Major region,
And found the soldier of the hut Russian,
On the roof sits young wife,
Twenty years later.
You see the wife lived well,
Well lived - it was not up to
And his wife says in response,
Speaks in response, everything is crying itself.
Not your wife, I'm legal,
And I'm your daughter, orphan daughter,
And your wife is now the fifth year,
In crude land near Berezonka.
And soldiers went to the hut Russian
Ordered to give green wine
Saw all night soldiers, on his mustache,
Not wine flowed - bitter tears.
Saw all night soldiers, on his mustache,
Not wine flowed - bitter tears.