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:09:02
Stop! Stop!
:09:09
Just a minute! One minute!
Guys, a waltz? Waltz!

:09:13
A waltz, you know?
:09:15
Here... for all of you...
all of you! A waltz!

:09:19
One minute! Just one!
:09:25
No?
:09:27
They don't know...
:09:30
Oh, geez...
:09:33
Good! Wait! A minute!
:09:40
Wait!
:09:41
Here we go... Here!
:09:43
Here! The music! Notes!
:09:46
"The Hills of Manchuria".
:09:51
The notes!
:09:52
I was young! And stupid!
In the army! Young lad! In the army!

:09:57
Go, play! Give it a go, come on, guys!
:10:09
"...Hills are covered by darkness.
:10:13
Suddenly, the moon shines
through the clouds,

:10:16
illumines the peaceful tombs.
:10:21
These pale crosses in the night
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watch over the sleep of the heroes.
:10:28
The shades of the past
wander endlessly,

:10:32
and speak to us again and again
of the victims of the war.

:10:36
All is quiet around.
:10:40
The wind has driven the mist away.
:10:44
On the hills of Manchuria,
The warriors are sleeping,

:10:48
and they do not hear Russian tears.
:10:51
The poor mother weeps and weeps.
:10:55
The young wife is crying too.
:10:59
We all are crying,

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