wants to be, but what should i write here, it’s so clear, i want to be a pilot, i want to be, quiet, quiet, children, quiet, but what should i do, like what, the same thing as everyone you want to be, give me a piece of paper and a pen , please, please, oh, but our ink is bad, there’s soot on the water. you would walk away from here, boriska, it would suddenly explode, with what joy, you unscrewed the head, there are no bottom fuses in these things, you’re literate, how many of them we melted down, you collected shurkatols, you wanted partisans, but really you were a scout, you were, but what’s here?

you worry that you won’t jerk, but how will they be alone? if you leave them, they will disappear, take your helmet. why are you biting whales, you're crazy, the explosives will go to waste, what the hell do i need explosives for, i cook ink, ink, i thought you needed the tol for business, i thought you were a man, and you are ink.

the ink turned out to be good, clear, but you know, the color is disgusting, useless, disgusting, don’t cook any more, mines, shells, i won’t, but... is it possible to pass three classes in one year? it’s possible, it’s possible, but why doesn’t boriska come to us? but he can’t, he’s looking for shura’s warehouse, but where does he live? in the dugout, right there? cold and scary

alone, he’s used to it, tell him, let him come, i ’ll give him a handkerchief for a kite, however, i pasted an old map on it, for a history lesson, the handkerchief is certainly frayed, but it’s okay, let boriska come, you say, i’ll say, now we’re in his let's try the field. listen, rooster, the lake will freeze in a day or two, no, the germans won’t get through here, it’s just a damned ford, what if we put an anti-tank mine there, i have one, you could do it, no, an anti-tank one. we didn’t go through,

we didn’t go through, you pressed more on the multiplication table, lusha, soap, awl, parasites, well, you, brat, it’s a pity that you’re on the stake, i ’d hit you, you’re lying to me, lying, you’re afraid, you’re afraid, i think that you and i will find shurka’s dugout, but enough about this dugout, it’s not there, no, it’s there, shurka i didn’t lie, i... found her, found her, get out of here so that my eyes don’t see you anymore, we can do without you, who are we, shura and i, there will always be two of us, i understand, we will never let the fritz in again village, never, we have them like this, like this,

here she is, a dugout shurkina. here are mines, and there are cartridges, that’s all, what do you need more? not enough, yes, yes, who needs your mines, without a mortar or cartridges without a machine gun, i had a machine gun. shurka traded it with me for a rocket launcher, so he gave the machine gun to the partisans, and who needs your rocket launcher, it’s only used to scare girls, and this is like gasoline, i

found it on a distant huter, the germans left it. they didn’t have time to set it on fire, why didn’t they have time, they scared the partisans away, you know how timid the germans are now , they almost immediately start scurrying away, and if you want to fire a rocket launcher, look how it hits. you can accomplish a lot in 24 hours, in 7 days and even more. in our project, you will learn about key dates and events in the country and the world that happened during the week, in just 20 minutes.

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listen, let me look at least once. look, the ice on the puddles is crushed, this car went to school, from its native land, from its native hut. die stunde ist aus.

raus mit dir auch du. you don’t dare, these are children, orphans, pour out

the rocks, pour out, pour out, make noise, noise, raise, spill gasoline, spill gasoline, spill gasoline, now i’m for everything, for shurka, for everything.

boriska, boriska. boriska, boriska, boriska, boriska, boriska. boriska, boriska,

boriska, boriska. clouds above the ground, smoke on the shore, i am always my native land, in your debt, the best in world. for belarus may belarus belarus

is the best land in the world belarus may belarus belarus! ours, ours, through the grass, the stars and cranes will come out,