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32 lines
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patriotic ditties
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Oh, we do not know tiredness - agile so bold!
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We are not guessing about happiness - happiness itself do!
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We go along the straight road, love our country!
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Never never falter - either in work nor in battle!
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Oh, I'll go and get out Admire the wide fields!
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You fly, my ditty from the collective farm to the Kremlin!
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Our favorite party raportuem we are now:
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At sowing - no downtime for cleaning - without a loss!
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Bread sweet and rosy, so Crunchy fresh,
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Great bread and desires and you do not squander!
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Bread - Five-reliance, it is a war we have rescued.
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Take care of the Soviet bread! He - the beginning of all beginnings!
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Oh, come to our village to look posravnit yes!
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You from the town village well transcend not distinguish.
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Every home television, electricity and gas,
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Motorcycles and cars - that's how we live now!
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Oh, they say I'm shy and I did not open.
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All the same, I go to BAM, but there did not get lost!
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I accompanied my dear, tightly kissed.
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I do not believe, dear, you just do not go to BAM.
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Oh, the Soviet people-the way Dorozhen'ka clear.
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The banner of friendship and freedom - our peaceful country!
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We want all peoples to live in peace with each other,
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To bombs and missiles are not rattled off the ground! 1970
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