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Tana, probably.
And this is 1937.
Border

In the dead of night,
In cold gloom
Messenger belyh gangs
Crosses the border enemy --
Spies and saboteurs.

He crawled on his belly snake,
He moved apart the bushes,
He walked to the touch in the dark
I walked around the office.

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In svezhevypavshem mildew
Unmowed grass
He went in the morning on the highway
Path field.

And in the same early hour
From near the village
Learn in school, in fifth grade,
Friends of the crowd was.

There were ten boys in single file
On the morning dew,
And each was a student
And Voroshilovsky shooter
I lived near it.

They hurried to the lesson
But then it happened:
At the intersection of two roads
They met the enemy.

- I lost, I think, the way
And there are not turned off! --
None of our ten
And not blink.

- I'll show you the way! --
He said then that one.
Another said: - I spend.
Come along, citizen.

Chief Sits young
Stands in the doorway convoy
And the man is a stranger --
We know who is.

There is a border strip
Prescription:
We know everything we know all --
Who am I, who you are, who he is.