43 lines
1.4 KiB
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43 lines
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our youth
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We remember short order "on the car!"
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In promorzshih supply trucks fog.
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We have not forgotten you, tier soul
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Funny and voiced accordion.
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our youth - a marching song
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You are connected by friendship large.
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And today it rings in the sky -
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Marching song, marching song, our friend fighting.
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Chorus:
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Next, the Komsomol - a step back!
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Next, the Komsomol - not knowing barriers!
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Next, the Komsomol, Stalin leads us,
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Next, the Komsomol, go!
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In Berlin, we dreamed of the birch family,
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And we all dreamed of then,
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How to give the Homeland Gardens gold,
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We construct in the desert city.
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our youth - erecting palaces,
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Going down into the deep face,
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We are attacking again, and with us dear
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Marching song, marching song, our friend fighting.
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Chorus.
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Comrade, you see - lights Dniproges
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It continues to burn brightly.
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Again become beautiful native Odessa,
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It rises from the ruins of Stalingrad.
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our youth - from sea to sea
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The huge expanse in front of you,
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And the wind will argue, ringing in the open,
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Marching song, marching song, our friend fighting.
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Chorus. 1949
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