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English:
The apples and pears were in bloom,
Fog was swimming over the river,
Cathy was leaving the banks,
On the deep banks, the steep.
She was leaving and left a song,
About the blue grey eagle of the steppe,
Because of the one she loved,
Because she received letter.
O, you song, song of a girl,
You, fly in the trace of the bright sun,
To the fight on faraway borders,
Say goodbye from Cathy.
That he will remember the plain girl,
That he will hear, how she sang,
That he cares for the land of his home country,
And Cathy cares for love.
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