My great -grandfather fought.
And victory he brought.
He gave us the blue sky
And made the birds to fly.
And he was the commander
of battalion...
He didn’t serve
for the sake of
awards.
That time there were few of them
On the word.
Though millions of soldiers died
He was lucky to stay alive!
my great- grandfather fought
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