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They crossed over the border the hour before dawn |
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Moving in lines through the day |
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Most of our planes were destroyed on the ground where they lay |
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Waiting for orders we held in the wood - word from the front never came |
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By evening the sound of the gunfire was miles away |
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Ah, softly we move through the shadows, slip away through the trees |
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Crossing their lines in the mists in the fields on our hands and our knees |
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And all that I ever was able to see |
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The fire in the air glowing red silhouetting the smoke on the breeze |
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All summer they drove us back through the Ukraine |
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Smolensk and Viasma soon fell |
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By autumn we stood with our backs to the town of Orel |
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Closer and closer to Moscow they came - riding the wind like a bell |
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General Guderian stands at the crest of the hill |
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Winter brought with her the rains, oceans of mud filled the roads |
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Gluing the tracks of their tanks to the ground while the sky filled with snow |
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And all that I ever was able to see |
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The fire in the air glowing red silhouetting the snow on the breeze |
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In the footsteps of Napoleon the shadow figures stagger through the winter |
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Falling back before the gates of Moscow, |
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Standing in the wings like an avenger |
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And far away behind their lines the partisans are stirring in the forest |
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Coming unexpectedly upon their outposts, growing like a promise |
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You'll never know, you'll never know |
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Which way to turn, which way to look, you'll never see us |
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As we're stealing through the blackness of the night, |
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You'll never know, you'll never hear us |
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And the evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming |
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The morning roads leads to Stalingrad, and the sky is softly humming |
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Two broken Tigers on fire in the night flicker their souls to the wind |
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We wait in the lines for the final approach to begin |
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It's been almost four years that I've carried a gun |
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At home it will almost be spring |
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The flames of the Tigers are lighting the road to Berlin |
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Ah, quickly we move through the ruins that bow to the ground |
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The old men and children they send out to face us, they can't slow us down |
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And all that I ever was able to see |
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The eyes of the city are opening now it's the end of the dream |
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I'm coming home, I'm coming home, |
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Now you can taste it in the wind, the war is over |
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And I listen to the clicking of the train wheels as we roll across the border |
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When I was caught behind their lines and taken prisoner |
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"They only held me for a day, a lucky break", I say; |
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They turn and listen closer |
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I'll never know, I'll never know |
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Why I was taken from the line and all the others |
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To board a special train and journey deep into the heart of holy Russia |
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And it's cold and damp in the transit camp, and the air is still and sullen |
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And the pale sun of October whispers the snow will soon be coming |
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And I wonder when I'll be home again and the morning answers "Never" |
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And the evening sighs and the steely Russian skies go on forever |
