21 lines
548 B
Plaintext
21 lines
548 B
Plaintext
|
Collective farm song about Moscow
|
||
|
|
|
||
|
|
|
||
|
|
From the collective farm of the free edge
|
||
|
|
His greetings to you, we have brought.
|
||
|
|
Hello, our dear capital!
|
||
|
|
Hello, the heart of the Soviet land!
|
||
|
|
|
||
|
|
You open the door for us his,
|
||
|
|
Charuesh beauty of their own,
|
||
|
|
You kolkhoz Visitors are welcome,
|
||
|
|
As beloved sons.
|
||
|
|
We're going to victories for you.
|
||
|
|
We are friendly with Moscow forever,
|
||
|
|
Over the Oka and the Volga-river
|
||
|
|
We Kremlin stars are visible.
|
||
|
|
|
||
|
|
Our friendship is forever indestructible,
|
||
|
|
Our youth eternally alive.
|
||
|
|
Hello, dear and beloved city!
|
||
|
|
Hello, red, our Moscow!
|