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'''Germany I
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''("Little Friend")''
Jan Wehner '''Music:''' Jan Wehner
'''Lyrics:''' Jan Wehner File:2023_04.mp3 ==Photo==
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==Song information==

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 '''[[Germany in the Home Composed Song Contest|Germany I]] [[Home Composed Song Contest 2023|2023]]'''

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"Malen'kiy drug"
 ''("Little Friend")''
 Jan Wehner

'''Music:''' Jan Wehner
 '''Lyrics:''' Jan Wehner

[[File:2023_04.mp3]]
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==Photo==

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==Lyrics==

<poem>
Aus einem fernen weiten Land
rief man nach dir, nach deiner Tat, nach deiner Hand
Dein Leben, das war leiden und krepieren
Doch ihre Majestät, sie lud dich ein, zu emigrieren

Ihr Ruf holte dich raus aus deiner Not
Das Land gab dir dein Leben und dein Wasser und dein Brot
Es war ein Paradies, es war Verheißung und Versprechen
Doch es wartete auf den Moment, um dich zu brechen

Dieses Land ist deine Seele und dein Herz
Doch es gibt dir nur Verachtung, Hass und Schmerz
Es zeigt dir unterschiedliche Gesichter
Es ist dein Retter und dein Richter

Was ist deine Heimat, auf welcher Seite wirst du stehen, was ist deine Sprache, wohin wirst du gehen?

Malen'kiy drug, atkuda ty i kuda budeš' idti?
Ty rebyonok kakoy strany?
Čto tvaya rodina?
Čto proiskhoždeniye tvoyey gordosti?

Der Krieg beginnt
Dieses Land behandelt dich nicht mehr wie sein Kind
Nun bist du verstoßen, du bist jetzt der große Feind
Nun kommst du dorthin, wo das Ende der Welt am nächsten scheint

Für deine Ahnen wirst du bestraft,
für dein Dasein wirst du versklavt
Dieses Land brüllt dir eiskalt in dein Gesicht:
"So barmherzig wie du denkst bin ich nicht!"

Malen'kiy drug, atkuda ty i kuda budeš' idti?
Ty rebyonok kakoy strany?
čto tvaya rodina,
čto proiskhoždeniye tvoyey gordosti?

Aus einem fernen weiten Land
ruft man nach dir, nach deiner Tat, nach deiner Hand
Dein Leben, das ist leiden und krepieren
Doch das Land deiner Vorfahren lädt dich ein zu emigrieren

Was ist deine Heimat, auf welcher Seite wirst du stehen, was ist deine Sprache, wohin wirst du gehen?

Malen'kiy drug, atkuda ty i kuda budeš' idti?
Ty rebyonok kakoy strany?
čto tvaya rodina,
čto proiskhoždeniye tvoyey gordosti?

Malen'kiy drug, uchis' yazyk tvoikh nastoyaščikh zemlyakov
vernis' v stranu tvoikh predkov
Vozle moego doma tvaya rodina

Bud' mudryy moy malen'kiy drug
</poem>

==English translation==

<poem>
From a distant far country
one called for you, for your deed, for your hand
your life was to suffer and to die
but her majesty invited you to emigrate

Her call took you out of your hardship
The land gave you your life and your water and your bread
It was a paradise, it was a promise and a pledge
But it waited for the moment to break you

This land is your soul and your heart
But it gives you only disdain, hate and pain
It shows you different faces
It's your saviour and your judge

What is your homeland, on which side will you stand, what is your language, where will you go?

Little friend, where are you from and where will you go?
Which country are you a child of?
What is your homeland?
What is the source of your pride?

The war begins
This country doesn't treat you as its child anymore
Now you are repudiated, now you are the big enemy
Now you come to the place where the end of the world seems to be proximate

You get punished for your ancestors
you get enslaved for your existence
This land bellows ice-cold into your face:
"I'm not as merciful as you think"

Little friend, where are you from and where will you go?
Which country are you a child of?
What is your homeland?
What is the source of your pride?

From a distant far country
one calls for you, for your deed, for your hand
your life is to suffer and to die
but the land of your ancestors invites you to emigrate

What is your homeland, on which side will you stand, what is your language, where will you go?

Little friend, where are you from and where will you go?
Which country are you a child of?
What is your homeland?
What is the source of your pride?

Little friend, learn the language of your true compatriots
Return to the land of your ancestors
Next to my house there is your home

Be wise, my little friend
</poem>

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