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Weeping willows were blowing in the wind
The girl cried out loud
Raised her eyes with tears shining,
For a soldier, the hard life fate.

Willows do not blow for us
Grief, what a heart breaks,
Do not cry, my girl
Because the guerrilla warfare is not bad.
They play us to dance
Grenades, overhang of the jaws
Death mows like field of corn,
But we do not know what is fear.

Mud, rain or sun hotness,
Everywhere you hear steady, even pace,
This forest is marching infantry,
Singing on the lips, calm face, hard eyes.

Willows do not blow for us
Grief, what a heart breaks,
Do not cry, my girl
Because the guerrilla warfare is not bad.
They play us to dance
Grenades, overhang of the jaws
Death mows like field of corn,
But we do not know what is fear.

And although the road is not our end,
Although we do not know where the journey end,
But we are confident of victory,
Because so much blood has been spilled and tears.


Willows do not blow for us
Grief, what a heart breaks,
Do not cry, my girl
Because the guerrilla warfare is not bad.
They play us to dance
Grenades, overhang of the jaws
Death mows like field of corn,
But we do not know what is fear.