Александр Маршал - Батя
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Let's drink a dad. Let's drink vodka
We have a little more left
Let the maple swaying at us
And we will pour and repeat
Let's drink a dad. Let's drink vodka
And a little as a little as a little
Well, then sit down calmly
And just a dad will be engaged
Sorry for me so rarely
I visit you over the years
Sorry for our meetings
All the time somehow on the run
And maple every time in the spring
Green foliage blooms
As in childhood, smells of lilac
And cherry is also all in color
Dad here is a dad
Sorry it's so late
It's a pity that I couldn't
Dad here is a dad
And in response only the wind
What about the son
Let's remember again
Your friends from the squadron
Those who once did not return
Without reaching a little home
How old is that flight jacket
What we wore together
From thin dark brown skin
You never bought another
Let's drink a dad. Let's drink vodka
For that your dashing time
For that your big sky
In which you lived like a bird
For life, such a difficult
For your dad gene
For how you burned and believed
Hoped and how he loved
Dad here is a dad
Sorry it's so late
It's a pity that I couldn't
Dad here is a dad
And in response only the wind
What about the son
Dad here is a dad
Sorry it's so late
It's a pity that I couldn't
Dad here is a dad
And in response only the wind
What about the son