Vanya was going on his last journey
Sparing no effort, substituting the chest
Bullets, machine guns, thunder of nothingness,
Why did you bury yourself, Vanyusha?
The rainbow flashed through the sky battle
Why did you, Vanyusha, disappear young?
He died, and blood flowed everywhere.
As he died before, so he will die again
Soon at the command of the captain's uncle
He will replace the dead Ivan
Vanya
© Copyright: Анна Петровна Владимирова, 2020
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