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The Red Flag - Английский
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The people's flag is deepest red,
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It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
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And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
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Their hearts blood dyed its every fold.
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Chorus-:)
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Then raise the scarlet standard high.
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Within its shade we'll live and die,
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Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
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We'll keep the red flag flying here.
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Look round, the Frenchman loves its blaze,
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The sturdy German chants its praise,
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In Moscow's vaults its hymns are sung
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Chicago swells the surging throng.
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It waved above our infant might,
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When all ahead seemed dark as night;
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It witnessed many a deed and vow,
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We must not change its colour now.
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It well recalls the triumphs past,
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It gives the hope of peace at last;
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The banner bright, the symbol plain,
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Of human right and human gain.
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With heads uncovered swear we all
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To bear it onward till we fall;
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Come dungeons dark or gallows grim,
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This song shall be our parting hymn.
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