А На Войне, Как На Войне

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Небо ясное, легкие сны...
Парень лошадь имел и судьбу свою —
Интересную до войны.

А на войне как на войне,
А до войны как до войны, —
Везде, по всей Вселенной.
Он лихо ездил на коне
В конце войны, в конце войны
Последней, довоенной.

Но туманы уже по росе плелись,
Град прошел по полям и мечтам.
Для того, чтобы тучи рассеялись,
Парень нужен был именно там.

Там — на войне как на войне,
А до войны как до войны, —
Везде, по всей Вселенной.
Он лихо ездил на коне
В конце войны, в конце весны
Последней, довоенной.

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