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My song

I was a little boy playing in the garden in winter
The snow has entered my felt boots, and I lost my mitten
I was hungry, I was cold...
But I had a mother at that time
At first she scolded me, then she warmed me and fed me,
She undressed me and put me to bed
It was so sweet, and I slept so happily and comfortably

During the war I was a pilot
Flying over the enemy's lines as an observer
I was shot down by the Germans and taken prisoner
I was often cold, I was often very hungry
I wanted to get back to my Motherland,
I escaped, was caught and put to trial
However, the verdict was: deserves respect

I have now been living abroad for a long time
My life's journey is over
I am like a bird shot down
I want to forget everything and lie down to rest
I am sad, I feel ashamed
No one needs me
I feel depressed and deprived of joy of life
It's time to fall asleep forever

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