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42 lines
833 B
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Many stars shine in the sky
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Many stars shine in the sky
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And one hrustalina;
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Many dumok in mind
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Rodney Stalin.
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Vernal blooming garden
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Our glorious land;
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Stalin spoke favorite
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It's about happiness from the Kremlin.
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Across rivers, through the distance,
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In a quiet evening gold,
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Dear Comrade Stalin,
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I heard your voice.
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Streams flow like a song
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The songs cheerful words.
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The Constitution gives
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All of us big right.
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We would see Stalin,
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We would have to talk to him,
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Share would like on the farm
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Was fun to us to live.
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Oh my gardens, sadochke,
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In the spring bloom circle.
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Oh, on the farm, we happily
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and live prosperously.
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Oh my sadochke bloom,
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Pour the song over the village.
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Dear Comrade Stalin
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We thank you helmet.
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Let the sun shine brighter
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Let the flower gardens, fields,
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That was even more beautiful
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Our glorious land. 1948
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