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Dedicated to my grandmother Valentina Petrovna Anisimova, who fought in the Great Patriotic War. As the morning mist over the river Fills the blooming orchards far and wide And the trees with a morning chill still quiver, Catherine walks out to the riverside. She comes singing songs about an eagle Soaring proudly in the sky above And the one in the service of his people Whom young Catherine genuinely loves. May her songs fly over the valley Rising high to ring out loud and clear. May they follow her letters she can't tally To that soldier on the far frontier. He will see her standing by the water. He will hear her songs from up above. As he keeps vigil to protect our borders, His sweet Catherine will preserve their love. As the morning mist over the river Fills the blooming orchards far and wide And the trees with a morning chill still quiver, Catherine walks out to the riverside. RUSSIAN LYRICS: Расцветали ябл
