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2020-01-06 14:46:37 +01:00
In the Far East
To the east, we're leaving tomorrow,
The plane leaves in the morning.
There flowing Amur - river native
Our Volga, our Dnieper.
Chorus:
We are flying, friend, dear high,
Our journey over the taiga prolih.
Baikal is my deep, Amur my wide -
Our Soviet Far East!
The edge of the mighty, joyful work,
Komsomolsk, bold, young,
Edge, warmed by Stalin care
Stalin illuminated star.
Chorus.
Edge You are our mighty and dear!
If you strike up formidable fighting,
Anyone you do not give us,
Time your right!
Chorus.
East leave the aircraft,
Tanks progress can not be stopped.
The fight will go tankers and drivers
In a strange land to smash the enemy!
Chorus:
We are flying, friend, dear high,
Our journey over the taiga prolih.
Baikal is my deep, Amur my wide -
Our Soviet Far East! 1937