Kutsuzure Sensen -Majo Wershenka no Sensou 7

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The fire is flickering in the narrow stove
//Resin oozes from the log like a tear
And the concertina in the bunker
Sings to me of your smile and eyes
left: German surprise attack!?
note: Concertina = a musical instrument similar to an accordion or a harmonica

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The bushes whispered to me about you
//In a snow-white field near Moscow
//I want you above all to hear
//How sad my living voice is

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Kutsuzure Sensen
--Witch Vasenka's War--
Chapter 7 Victory of Death
box: Year 7450 from the foundation of the world, otherwise known as 1942 AD. Ukraine.
nb: After the defeat...
Hayami Rasenjin

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Fuuuu---

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Alright, let's get going---

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German colleague, you're doing pretty well too!
I still have much to learn compared to you--

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I have a family, please overlook this!
Don't worry, soon I'll reap your family as well!
I'll give you this medal!
There's a mountain of these in my world~~
...

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Whoa!

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Vasenka!
vas: No!
//vas: I won't let him take you away!

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Aren't you the witch from the old hag Yaga's place?
You've got some gall to interfere with the work of "Death"

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There's no choice. I feel sorry, but there's no choice.
It's just that luck wasn't on my side
No no!
A witch's love defies all reason!

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True... They always try to work me to the bone...

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Alright!
How about this!?

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There's a village beyond the forest there
//There are some dandelions blooming right now under the bell tower

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If you pick those dandelions before me, you win
I'll overlook this death

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Not a bad deal, is it?
Alright!
//I've borrowed mortar, pestle, and broom from the old lady without telling her!

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They don't look too hot, but they're fast!

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Whoa, rough ride!
Just a little longer...
sfx: Bzzzbzzbzz etc

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It...

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It's not fair!
What's not fair?

p3
These days, there’s a lot of demand for me around here
I've reaped much 25 years ago, and 10 years ago, but this time it's a different order of magnitude

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Farewell, Vasenka
Thank you!
nb: You are now very far away
//Expanses of snow lie between us
nb: It is so hard for me to come to you
//And here there are four steps to death

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Sing concertina, in defiance of the snowstorm
//Call out to that happiness which has lost its way
I'm warm in the cold bunker
//Because of your inextinguishable love
note: Lyrics for the song "Zemlyanka" from Anthony Beevor's "Stalingrad". tl note: I didn't translate this from Japanese, I referenced the English edition of the said book. Not a very good book, incidentally.

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right: Rest in peace...

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Vasenka, you...
Let's drink, Nadya!

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For those who have died. For those who have yet to die.
Don't say something so ill-omened...
nb: Soviet deaths in the Great Patriotic War will reach twenty million

To be continued in the next issue!!