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 from vowpalwabbit import pyvw
 model = pyvw.vw(quiet=True)
 train_examples = [
  "0 | price:.23 sqft:.25 age:.05 2006",
  "1 | price:.18 sqft:.15 age:.35 1976",
  "0 | price:.53 sqft:.32 age:.87 1924",
 ]
 for example in train_examples:
    model.learn(example)
 test_example = "| price:.46 sqft:.4 age:.10 1924"
 prediction = model.predict(test_example)
 print(prediction)
--- a/piosenki/ASBBaikal-Amur_Mainlin.txt
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 ASB
 Baikal-Amur Mainline!
 The sun shines in the sky wisely,
 Younger ancient land.
 From Lake Baikal to the Amur
 We pave the highway.
 Meet chilly dawns,
 Meet long blizzard.
 In the biography of the world
 We inscribe his line.
 Chorus (2X):
 Hear time buzzing BAM!
 In the vastness of the steep BAM!
 And the great boreal forest submits to us.
 Hear time buzzing BAM!
 In the vastness of the steep BAM!
 This bell of our hearts the young.
 We will at times difficult,
 But the beloved land as a gift
 Lay down the rails like strings
 Our songs guitars.
 The sun shines in the sky wisely,
 Younger ancient land.
 From Lake Baikal to the Amur
 We pave the highway.
 Chorus (2 times).
 Baikal-Amur Mainline! 1975
--- a/piosenki/A_Cuba__На_Кубу_-_Испанс.txt
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 A Cuba / На Кубу - Испанский
 If I sing him to Cuba,
 you sing a song
 It would have to be a son,
 a son revolutionary,
 toe to toe, hand in hand,
 heart to heart, heart to heart.
 Toe to toe, hand in hand,
 He speaks as a brother.
 If you want me, here I am,
 you I can more offer
 but continue your example,
 companiero commander,
 live your revolution.
 If you want to know Marti and Fidel
 to Cuba, to Cuba, to Cuba IRE,
 If you want to know the ways of Che,
 to Cuba, to Cuba, to Cuba IRE,
 If quiers drink rum but Coca Cola,
 to Cuba, to Cuba, to Cuba IRE,
 If you want to work in the sugar cane,
 to Cuba, to Cuba, to Cuba IRE,
 in a small boat he will go and see. 1972
--- a/piosenki/A_handful_of_Russian_land.txt
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 A handful of Russian land
 There were bloody dawns, early.
 Like a wounded by bullets in the chest ...
 We drove the boys to Germany
 Not given to relatives to look.
 Dumped misty meadows and ravines
 Under escort boys were.
 But one bent over the clearing,
 / He took a handful of Russian zemli.-2p. /
 After haze, fire, ruins
 With it, he passed, and honest, and brave.
 With this handful of earth bloody
 Outputs it to the shooting.
 And colored with the latest outbreak,
 From the Native Threshold away,
 I turned gray as curls scout
 / This handful of Russian zemli.-2p. / 1960
--- a/piosenki/A_nameThen_the_fourth_.txt
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 A name
 Then the fourth song
 It is where sums it up.
 Its title is: A name.
 When talk
 of the Stoic value
 full of life,
 deep and clear,
 to say nothing of
 to the heroic guerrilla,
 we will be
 saying: Che Guevara.
 When talk
 of creative light
 whose immortal strength
 The clear night
 to render it
 in a new dawn,
 we will be
 saying: Che Guevara.
 When talk
 the determined
 of emerging
 show your face
 by misery
 of the oppressed,
 we will be
 saying: Che Guevara.
 When talk
 of the profound duty,
 Fight copy
 than ever to
 to get bread
 of all the world,
 we will be
 saying: Che Guevara.
 When talk
 of the beat better,
 the voice
 higher resound,
 pronunciation
 the name so dear,
 we will be
 saying: Che Guevara.
--- a/piosenki/A_necessary_songto_Che.txt
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 A necessary song
 to Che not in memoriam
 Your skin attached to the bone was lost on earth.
 Teardrop, and remembrance poem
 They are carving over fire
 the song of death
 gilded with machine guns from you.
 And here every night it searches your books
 the righteous purpose of all action.
 And your memory is open to anyone who is reborn,
 but you never need someone moose on an altar
 And make your formative legend image
 make it impossible dream catch up
 and learn some of your phrases memory
 to say: "I will be like him," without knowing
 And pregone shamelessly,
 without sleep, without love, without faith
 And your words lose sense of respect
 to the man born covered in your flower
 Some poet said, and would be fairer,
 today our duty is to defend yourself
 to be God.
--- a/piosenki/A_strike_(На_забастовку!).txt
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 A strike (На забастовку!) - Испанский
 The partner strike,
 Do not go to work
 Still leaves the tool,
 It's time to fight.
 The strike ten,
 A strike hundred,
 A strike mother I also
 A strike hundred thousand to strike,
 Mother for them and they for me.
 Government against hunger
 We will raise
 All workers
 Side by side with the bread.
 From the well and plow,
 From around and loom
 Vivan men of the people,
 A federal strike.
 All the peoples of the world
 The hand will give us
 To return to Spain,
 His lost freedom
--- a/piosenki/AdzhimushkayFrom_canno.txt
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 Adzhimushkay
 From cannonade from cannonades
 Kerch burned away,
 Rows of soldiers, soldiers ranks
 The quarries were.
 Hold on, do not give up,
 Hold on, you're not slain,
 Adzhimushkay,
 Underground garrison.
 Again collapse, collapse again,
 And all around is dark.
 And I whispered, and whispered,
 Fallen political instructor:
 "Hold on, do not give up,
 Hold on, you're not slain,
 Adzhimushkay,
 Underground garrison. "
 And there is no water, and no water,
 And bread either,
 And only in the chest, and only in the breast
 Lives of hope light.
 Hold on, do not give up,
 Hold on, you're not slain,
 Adzhimushkay,
 Underground garrison.
 Gul cannonade rumble cannonades
 Carried away in the century,
 But still sound, but still sound
 Words from afar:
 Hold on, do not give up,
 Hold on, you're not slain,
 Adzhimushkay,
 Underground garrison. 1980
--- a/piosenki/After_a_year_(Thanks_Fid.txt
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 After a year (Thanks, Fidel) - Испанский
 First day that
 Full of emotion and noise
 Someone said touched and happy
 thanks Fidel
 And after a year people repeats
 thanks Fidel
 And they put a poster
 With the above phrase
 Echoing exhilarated and happy
 thanks Fidel
 And we started having
 revolutionary laws
 The agrarian reform law
 And the law of the rent
 And one law after another law
 Laws for the underdog
 For unemployed man
 Starving in Batey
 And as the people sincere
 enthusiastically applauded
 All siquitrillados
 They ripped the sign
 They removed the poster
 That was a matter known
 But the grateful people repeats
 thanks Fidel
--- a/piosenki/After_the_forests_and_mou.txt
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 After the forests and mountains - Serbian
 The forests and mountains
 Our country proud
 The companies of Partisans
 Fame spread the struggle!
 Be it known foe know
 That will break with us' neck,
 Before we will die
 But our lands!
 We will crush the traitors,
 I accept angry fight,
 Save houses, fields,
 Deliver his people
--- a/piosenki/Ah_yes_the_guyAccordi.txt
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 Ah yes, the guy
 According to the Alliance for the different edges
 Kostya go after high school friends.
 Only Kostya release is not happy:
 You would not want to give up the city of Leningrad.
 From trips to the East
 man immediately fell ill.
 Found that his heart defect,
 While dancing he may lift three pounds too.
 I not left on Dalstroy,
 It was built as a nurse.
 Patients lotions puts it all day.
 This unfortunate boy.
 According to the prospectus, if the dummy,
 In the evening, the spectacular wandering gentleman.
 All will give you a quitter and a young master
 For colorful stylish tie and rubber.
 This guy-boy
 Due to the fashion knocked down.
 This is not to do, he could not.
 Eyelashes can paint
 And do the perm.
 Ah yes, the guy-boy!
 He clocked Danish kok
 And I understand, my friends, could not:
 He il lady boy.
 On the road, in the field, at the bench
 We present a lot of our lads.
 Housewarming going east,
 Will build a school boy, boy tomorrow.
 Not lost boy
 Komsomol light,
 This is not, that he could not.
 He will be able to build a house,
 And to build a family, too.
 We know for sure:
 Waiting for success boy.
 For the fact that the lungs do not look for the road
 A real boy!
--- a/piosenki/Air_Sea_CaptainsThe_wi.txt
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 Air Sea Captains
 The wide open spaces of the air
 Vast Soviet territory,
 Obeying Merry Motors,
 Day and night flying ships.
 Do not delay their mighty wings
 Horizontal chain and silence ice
 Win and shoals and cliffs
 Captains of ships flying.
 Chorus:
 Big country,
 Home country,
 From the sea you lay down to the sea.
 Wherever you go -
 Everywhere young people,
 And all winged from birth!
 The enemy will not spare the unarmed,
 Wingless and winged beats.
 We did not build castles of air,
 We built an air fleet!
 There is no country where used would appreciate better
 There is no country where b loved stronger
 Commanders of the squadron fly,
 Captains air seas!
 Chorus.
 We also have our red flag,
 There are the great Soviet people.
 There for we fight the enemies,
 There is someone to raise the plane!
 If the enemy dares brazen
 Go abroad thresholds,
 Skies turn black over the enemy
 Tucheyu terrible Stalinist birds! 1937
--- a/piosenki/All_-_over!A_song_you.txt
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 All - over!
 A song you'll probably like it.
 Together, let us sing this song!
 We need new records to become famous,
 So older must renew!
 Chorus:
 His eyes say, "No one is against,
 All - over "!
 His eyes say, "No one is against,
 All - over "!
 Let it be the will of our forces are multiplied.
 Then we'll have the advantage.
 Let travelers will be temporarily postponed,
 And all the lovers come to support us.
 Chorus.
 Athletes do not asked for retirement.
 And have the strength, we are working for a century.
 Let us wake up the radio loud songs,
 Let the good morning is every day at all!
 Chorus.
 And on the road a lot of steep land passed,
 Many brave we remember the attacks.
 And as always, we believe you, my dear homeland,
 More than once to raise the red flag of the stars!
 Chorus.
 1969
--- a/piosenki/All_weapons_against_Hitle.txt
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 All weapons against Hitler - Немецкий
 It roars through the world,
 her imperious cry.
 In their footsteps is fire and death.
 It follows their hordes slavery,
 and gallows, destruction and death.
 With deceit and fraud,
 with Meuchelmord and blood,
 dishonored them Germany before the whole world.
 They robbed and looted belongings,
 and chased millions into the field.
 Refrain:
 O peoples of the world,
 the weapons at hand,
 smash the fascist brood.
 her German soldier freed
 your land, break the fiery anger,
 the shed blood.
 Beat the dog died, the you rushed in this war
 and the people are happy and free.
 Turn around the rifle
 betrayed soldier.
 Criminals govern the German land.
 to follow the leaders is high treason,
 and senseless death on the banks of the Volga.
 Come over if you,
 no worker enemy.
 It is not treason if, with will and deed
 The people one for a free Germany,
 and puts an end to the Hitler state!
 Refrain:
 O peoples of the world,
 the weapons at hand,
 smash the fascist brood.
 her German soldier freed
 your land, break the fiery anger,
 the shed blood.
 Beat the dog died, the you rushed in this war
 and the people are happy and free.
--- a/piosenki/Alma_MorenaBring_it_br.txt
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 Alma Morena
 Bring it brings the glow
 As a rumor
 No stone was to be silent
 Soul guayacán
 Arrímale!
 The coal fire arrímale
 Arrímale!
 Fruit to the arrímale love
 racial fever
 Alma morena
 ancestral cry
 He bit my grief
 And I go out drinking
 By the tremors of your flesh
 By ancient springs
 Of the copper arrisco your thirst.
 America!
 Indioamérica!
 Latin America!
 Woman's voice
 Andean waist
 serious Animal
 Ladino female
 thy nakedness
 Flower gives me better
 your skin.
 Swollen to the bone spills
 Stately salt your pupils
 Plethoric light up the flame
 Willing to answer for injuries
 They forgot those who know
 The root tames not flying
 As you can measure wind
 Mild breeze
 O blood rebalsa
 No more history
 That is not written
 Which does not fit in the manuals
 Which leads to aching veins
 Seals ruthless colonial
 Climbing up
 Foam is enlarged
 Tree growing
 Sniffing in his shadow
 Thirsting for glare
 Look for the sap
 Open to the outside like a rose
 Resolved memory
 feel human
 A hidden essences trepidar
 A stupor of primordial traces
 A tireless flight that animates
 Aroma back
 Wind
 And everything returns
 Because life is to start again
 If logic is the staff that judges us
 You return your dream
 Indian Che Guevara.
 Arrímale!
 The coal fire arrímale
 Arrímale!
 Fruit to the arrímale love
 racial fever
 Palmar de stars
 fruit rain
 He left his footprints
 Walk again yesterday
 For your earliest roots
 Where dripping morning
 And tender of a new dawn
 America!
 Indioamérica!
 Latin America!
 Woman's voice
 Andean waist
 serious Animal
 Ladino female
 thy nakedness
 Flower gives me better
 your skin.
--- a/piosenki/Altai_goldSteppes_gre.txt
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 Altai gold
 Steppes, green mountains,
 Sharp bends, rapid rivers ...
 Eagle pack and gave without boundary -
 Altai gold, you came into my heart forever!
 Crimson sunsets, sea wheat,
 Strada fertile mighty run.
 Friends labor, fire heart -
 Altai gold, you came into my heart forever!
 Who was in the Altai, he remembers and knows:
 Jobs famous people there.
 And peace will sing a song with us together
 Altai gold, you came into my heart forever! 1960
--- a/piosenki/AlyoshaDoes_the_newly-.txt
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 Alyosha
 Does the newly-fallen snow is white box, newly-fallen snow, newly-fallen snow,
 Does the newly-fallen snow is white field, il roar echoing showers
 Standing on the mountain Alyosha, Alyosha, Alyosha,
 Standing on the mountain Alyosha - Russian soldiers in Bulgaria
 And the heart is still bitter, still bitter
 And the heart is still bitter that lead after snowstorm
 Stone of his tunic, his tunic
 Stone of his tunic, his boots made of stone
 Many under the terrible burden, a terrible burden
 Many under the terrible burden, laid down nameless guys
 But what's this - Alyosha, Alyosha, Alyosha
 But what's this - Alyosha, known throughout Bulgaria.
 By valleys, quiet embrace, embraced by peace
 By valleys of tranquility embraced by him not to go from a height
 he does not give flowers to the girls, the girls, the girls,
 he does not give flowers to the girls - they give him flowers
 Familiar as the sun and the wind, the sun and the wind
 Familiar as the sun and the wind, as the evening star in the sky
 He stands over the city that, over the city this
 He stands over the city it - that's how it always was.
 Does the newly-fallen snow is white box, newly-fallen snow, newly-fallen snow,
 Does the newly-fallen snow is white field, il roar echoing showers
 Standing on the mountain Alyosha, Alyosha, Alyosha,
 Standing on the mountain Alyosha - Bulgarian Russian soldiers.
 In Bulgaria, the Russian soldiers.
 In Bulgaria, the Russian soldat.1966
--- a/piosenki/Americans_where_is_your_p.txt
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 Americans where is your president
 Bells in America lamented
 And the birds slowed its flight
 A Statue of Liberty all the gray
 Sadly for America wanders.
 She wanders amid the gloom of night,
 Leaving your hateful pedestal
 And he asked bitterly and harshly:
 Americans where is your president?
 Answer, stately ............
 Answer, skyscrapers floors
 How could you, America is ...
 How could you, America? Tell me!
 Again on picnics rushing machine,
 Broadway lights again dressed.
 But you answer right as men:
 Americans where is your president?
 You raise your torch to the sky,
 Speak as a woman and mother,
 Pierced the Statue of Liberty,
 And curse the freedom to kill!
 Americans, what you will be?
 Think at least for the moment!
 Let your conscience awakens you at night
 Americans where is your president? 1964
--- a/piosenki/And_again_I_buildIt_is.txt
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 And again I build
 It is not easy to part with you,
 Forever young blue sky.
 Oh, climb used just once or two
 And the bet at a rate to me.
 Planes buzz appealingly
 And the name, as friends fighting.
 I do not have time to look back,
 And replaced by young ones.
 Chorus:
 I teach them to fly, I teach win.
 This means I'm back in the fight.
 And again I build, and again in combat.
 Life, I'm so grateful to you.
 And, I'm not used to believe
 Years rush to work and worry.
 Forty-five - you are not yet old,
 But your age - abroad for the pilot.
 We are sad about the stellar altitudes,
 On the ground, we meet the dawn.
 Baton to his young
 We're giving away in good hands.
 Chorus.
 In the early days I start to go out.
 A new day we encounter in flight.
 I'm excited to look at the sky.
 Good luck, young drivers!
 Immediately like myself know.
 Hello, my youth fire,
 We have to guard her,
 All Fatherland from edge to edge.
 Chorus.
 1960
--- a/piosenki/And_again_in_the_yardY.txt
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 And again in the yard
 You do not be sad, maybe even meet,
 I do not run away from you anywhere.
 But in no way I will stay I months,
 A return at least for a night here.
 Chorus:
 And again in the yard
 We record singing,
 And say goodbye to you
 Still can not give!
 Do not take your hand, please,
 As fate would have neither developed for us.
 Tomorrow forget me, my mother perhaps,
 But a kiss goodbye at least once.
 Chorus
 The shoes on the studs, in the thin sweater,
 Silly, tormented everything you one thing:
 How would a girlfriend you have not seen
 And old men that knock on the domino.
 Chorus
 Lips do not hide and looked around not,
 You better as you like, and I like
 Remember apartment hundred and twenty-ninth,
 Your flame on the sixth floor.
 Chorus
 You do not be sad, maybe even meet,
 I do not run away from you anywhere.
 But in no way I will stay I months,
 A return at least for a night here.
 Chorus 1962
--- a/piosenki/And_if_youre_luckyFor.txt
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 And if you're lucky
 For copses for way stations,
 For drawings of machines, at the wheel
 Did not know we still did not know,
 What we in the shower with you a little (?) Seafarers.
 A service of service everywhere -
 And on the ground and on the water -
 And other faithful hand
 Are you in any trouble.
 And if you are very lucky,
 You lead the way
 In our Red Banner Fleet.
 And we have grown up,
 And we smoked
 It is not somewhere else,
 And for the Kurils.
 The letter goes here
 Sometimes three months,
 But I know for sure that it comes to me.
 Chorus.
 And to the sea life
 Already we are accustomed.
 Let not boatswains yet
 Let not warrant.
 But difficult service
 We assume perfectly.
 You never know it's there, do not coast.
 Chorus. (2 times)
 On the Pacific,
 At furious Baltic,
 On a nice Black Sea,
 On the Arctic,
 The Red in our fleet!
 1970
--- a/piosenki/And_in_our_yardAnd_in_.txt
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 And in our yard
 And in our yard there is a girl,
 Between noisy friends imperceptibly she.
 None of the boys she imperceptibly ...
 Chorus:
 I look after her:
 Nothing in it is not present,
 And I look,
 The eye does not avert my ...
 There my friend, I was with him with the sign of childhood -
 But I say nothing about it, even with the best boyfriend.
 For some reason, I keep quiet, even with the best boyfriend.
 I'm afraid not, guys, no night or day,
 Neither steep fists, no water, no fire,
 And when it seemed to suddenly replace me.
 Here again, in the evening I was standing at the gate,
 She misses from the bakery with a bag goes ...
 I stand and keep quiet, and takes offense.
 Or in the morning, she taps her heels -
 Forgetting everything, I watch from the window
 And I do not know why I like it so nuzhna.1962
--- a/piosenki/And_just_because_we_won.txt
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 And just because we won
 On the faces of our light
 From festive missiles.
 Listen to the solemn peals!
 My faithful sister,
 Let's talk,
 Can be said to the soldiers with the soldier.
 We are missing, all of life lost
 Again, the road to the house found.
 And just because, and only because
 With you in the forty-five won.
 Chorus:
 No, my friend, we shall not forget
 Day after day, in memory of refund,
 Like you, we have served the people
 Under fire, under fire, under fire.
 When it is time to come,
 The appointed hour has struck,
 We rushed to the enemy's limits.
 For each of us, for all of us
 The victory became a personal matter.
 Offensively, dray and battle bayonet
 Himself for a moment spared.
 And just because, and only because
 With you in the forty-five won!
 Chorus.
 We commissioned a single becoming,
 As required by the statute
 Gave word of military oath
 And his signature, and the signature of its
 Scrapie is a word on the Reichstag
 Thrown in the heart,
 Fighting to the end,
 We are the land of the plague released.
 And just because, and only because
 With you in the forty-five won.
 Chorus.
--- a/piosenki/And_not_just_once_or_twic.txt
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 And not just once or twice
 The native fields howling hurricanes,
 Clouds samoyu perished on the ground.
 By fire rain to meet the uninvited guests
 The hour, comrade fighting!
 Chorus:
 We do not just once or twice foe taught
 Sidestep Russian meadows.
 And not once, not twice, we went hiking,
 And not once, not twice, we beat the enemy!
 We were always daring rich.
 And when the country we call together a campaign,
 Lavoyu steel on all sworn enemies
 She raised children of their people.
 Chorus.
 Carried in battle, we honor our ancestors,
 We are not bent lead thunderstorm
 Stood in a row one: Borodino, Poltava,
 Perekop and Finnish forests.
 Chorus.
 For robbery and blood no mercy fascists,
 Our enemy fire will sweep from the face of the earth.
 Not darkened the sun in our clear sky.
 In the battle-winning Stalin leads us!
 Chorus.
 Homeland to protect our grandfathers bequeathed,
 Life without sparing, fathers were going to attack.
 Fell an hour and we fight to win -
 To battle! Forward! For the Motherland, soldiers!
 Chorus:
 We do not just once or twice foe taught
 Sidestep Russian meadows.
 And not once, not twice, we went hiking,
 And not once, not twice, we beat the enemy! 1941
--- a/piosenki/And_over_the_steppe_sinis.txt
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 And over the steppe sinister
 And over the steppe sinister crows circling not let
 We're going to live forever
 (Chorus)
 If over the world again burst of thunder, the sky will flash fire
 You only whisper to us, we help Praed
 If over the world again burst of thunder, the sky will flash fire
 You only whisper to us, we help Praed
 1968
--- a/piosenki/And_planes_do_not_flyM.txt
+++ b/piosenki/And_planes_do_not_flyM.txt
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 And planes do not fly
 Miss and loved the house,
 We worry, to be honest.
 But every day buzzing airfields
 And the ships hold way into the sea.
 And planes do not fly,
 But ships do not sail.
 A mother does not always understand us,
 Still, ever understand.
 Meet us at the threshold
 In the winter cold, autumn - rain.
 But the thread runs into the forest road,
 And the city picks up the floors.
 A ATVs do not tread,
 And new developments do not grow.
 And the wife is not always understand us,
 Still, ever understand.
 That is not enough days in the week,
 Sometimes we have to regret:
 The most important thing is not what we had,
 And the fact that there is still time to.
 And just like that luck does not happen,
 And just like that victory will not come.
 And children do not always understand us,
 Still, ever understand.
 Russian Soviet songs (1917-1977).
 Comp. N. Kryukov and I. Shvedov.
 M., "artist. lit. "1977 1969
--- a/piosenki/And_that_came_Fidel_-_Исп.txt
+++ b/piosenki/And_that_came_Fidel_-_Исп.txt
@ -0,0 +1,51 @@
 And that came Fidel - Испанский
 Here they intended to continue
 indeed gaining percent
 with apartment houses
 and take to the people to suffer
 and follow cruelly
 conspire against the people
 to follow exploiting
 and that Fidel arrived.
 And the fun is over,
 Commander arrived and ordered it to stop.
 And the fun is over,
 Commander arrived and ordered it to stop.
 Here they intended to continue
 gulping and gulping land
 without suspecting that in the Sierra
 it illuminated the future
 and follow cruelly
 the custom of the crime
 Cuba make a dive
 and that arrived Fidel
 And the fun is over,
 Commander arrived and ordered it to stop.
 And the fun is over,
 Commander arrived and ordered it to stop.
 Here they intended to continue
 saying rustlers,
 brigands, highwaymen
 ravaged country
 And follow cruelly
 with infamy shield
 slandering bearded,
 and that Fidel arrived.
 And the fun is over,
 Commander arrived and ordered it to stop.
 And the fun is over,
 Commander arrived and ordered it to stop.
 Here they intended to continue
 playing democracy
 and the people in their misfortune
 it just died
 And follow cruelly
 heedless or form,
 theft as a rule,
 and that Fidel arrived.
 And the fun is over,
 Commander arrived and ordered it to stop.
 And the fun is over,
 Commander arrived and ordered it to stop
--- a/piosenki/And_the_battle_is_going_a.txt
+++ b/piosenki/And_the_battle_is_going_a.txt
@ -0,0 +1,57 @@
 And the battle is going again - Hebrew
         Sky morning flag ...
         In a life essential first step.
         Hear: hover over the land
         Winds violent attacks!
         And the battle continues.
         And the heart of anxiety in my chest ...
         Lenin - so young,
         And the young in October ahead!
         Lenin - so young,
         And the young in October ahead!
         The news is flying to all corners:
         You trust us, fathers -
         There will be new victories,
         Face new fighters!
         And the battle continues.
         And the heart of anxiety in my chest ...
         Lenin - so young,
         And the young in October ahead!
         Lenin - so young,
         And the young in October ahead!
         From the sky favors do not wait!
         Life for the truth nor show mercy.
         We, the guys in this life
         Only with the truth along the way!
         And the battle continues.
         And the heart of anxiety in my chest ...
         Lenin - so young,
         And the young in October ahead!
         Lenin - so young,
         And the young in October ahead!
         In the world - the heat and snow.
         Peace and poor, and rich ...
         With us, the youth of the planet -
         Our world-wide construction team!
         And the battle continues.
         And the heart of anxiety in my chest ...
         Lenin - so young,
         And the young in October ahead!
         Lenin - so young,
         And the young in October ahead!
         And the battle continues.
         And the heart of anxiety in my chest ...
         Lenin - so young,
         And the young in October ahead!
         Lenin - so young,
         And the young in October ahead
 2000
--- a/piosenki/And_we_and_you_shall_be_f.txt
+++ b/piosenki/And_we_and_you_shall_be_f.txt
@ -0,0 +1,44 @@
 And we and you shall be fine (in Ukrainian language)
 No matter how many sang and finish time
 Best wishes, you take away from us.
 Refrain:
 And we let and you will be fine.
 To you we were happy.
 Let all you will be in the city and in the countryside
 Happily heart, full on the table.
 refrain.
 Let trouble and grief obyyna your home.
 Good Health "zychym you all.
 Refrain.
 Let the rivers of milk flow from you.
 To it was enough oil and sausages.
 Refrain.
 High of you we will hear good news,
 What do you have about three babies in the cradle.
 Refrain
 And I wish you forever young.
 The centenary October grandchildren live.
 Refrain.
 Lived long will the time comes.
 In our choir tour will fly to Mars.
 Refrain.
 Goodbye, friends, you bow low.
 I wish you happiness we all like one!
 Pryspiv.1959
--- a/piosenki/And_were_at_a_time_will_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/And_were_at_a_time_will_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,31 @@
 And we're at a time will live
 When a vertex conquered,
 You'll see you, Motherland, forward
 Your opinion, high and excited
 Involuntarily his heart takes.
 And seen the hour willed,
 Unalloyed hour
 When the war will be forgotten women
 Already quiet for us.
 And the world is the freedom not inhale,
 And the star stone's throw away,
 And joy forever prescribe
 Under every roof human.
 And the pride of the soul is covered,
 And the triumph of life around,
 And youth is not spent in vain
 And the man is my brother and friend.
 Land for happiness will be closely
 And will people still be friends
 And life becomes a beautiful song
 And we while we live!
 1961
--- a/piosenki/And_yet_the_seaWe_say.txt
+++ b/piosenki/And_yet_the_seaWe_say.txt
@ -0,0 +1,36 @@
 And yet the sea
 We say, do not argue,
 And we do not argue:
 go by plane
 Much faster
 And yet the sea
 Sea will remain,
 And we can never live without the sea.
 It is easy to get lost
 The salty expanse,
 A wave of boils,
 Roaring surf.
 And yet the sea
 Sea will remain,
 And we remain on watch with you.
 tropical sun
 We face umoem,
 polar night
 We see more than once.
 And yet the sea
 Sea will remain,
 And someone must be anxious for us.
 You look sad,
 You look reproachfully,
 L easy part,
 Loving with all your heart?
 And yet the sea
 Sea will remain,
 And something similar it is to you.
--- a/piosenki/AndrewAh_the_road-tra.txt
+++ b/piosenki/AndrewAh_the_road-tra.txt
@ -0,0 +1,32 @@
 Andrew
 Ah, the road-track, ringing, my bellows.
 See how we are shining stars above the river.
 Dashing guys, girls fire
 All vied with each other speak.
 Chorus:
 Oh, Andrew, whether we be in mourning?
 Do not hide the accordion, play in all keys.
 Pull devil, to the mountains flashed,
 To murmur green gardens.
 Sing Andrew, so that the middle of the night
 I raced the wind tugging at the curls,
 Sing, play, to gentle eyes
 I do not ask, looking at you.
 Ah, the road-track closed window.
 It will not work, does not meet devchonochka me.
 Chernobrov bitter words to say:
 "In the heart there is no return fire."
 Chorus.
 Ah, the road-track, still equals a little.
 Returned the girl, not concealing a smile.
 "Hello, Andrew, came to listen to you"
 And I sang my dear:
 Chorus.
 1938
--- a/piosenki/Apo_Kamnpous_kai_lagadia_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Apo_Kamnpous_kai_lagadia_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,14 @@
 Apo Kamnpous kai lagadia - Греческий
 Apo kampoys kai lagkadia
 Katebainei H agrotia
 M'ypswmena ta drepania
 Hairetaei ten ergatia
 Фонетически:
 [Apo kabus ke lagadja
 Kateben'i agrotja
 M'ypsomena ta drepanja
 heretaj ten ergatja]
--- a/piosenki/AraratThree_different_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/AraratThree_different_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,39 @@
 Ararat
 Three different country sees Ararat
 But of the two, he turned his angry gaze.
 Heart with us old, wise giant.
 Ararat Yerevan interesting.
 What a city! What kind of people! What kind of work!
 Happy life do not ask, and take!
 Oh, what have fun, laughter,
 And at the same time positively at all!
 Chorus:
 Gian! Ah, ah-jan! Ararat, jan!
 A scented spring there in the gardens,
 What kind of a girl with a smile on his face!
 These songs, conversations, this and that ...
 It is extremely interesting that's it!
 Ah, the old days there would have tossed in the garden,
 Only old age on their backs to trouble!
 Very much, too many thousands of years
 ............ flew him hello.
 Chorus.
 Smiled woolen hat under snow
 Each Armenian antiquity, ever.
 He began to turn pink in the sunshine.
 He wants old with us younger.
 Together with our new life wants to live.
 With us younger and not grieve.
 He wins and successes of our rad.
 He wants to have fun, too Ararat!
 Chorus. 1956
--- a/piosenki/Are_you_familiar_with_shi.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Are_you_familiar_with_shi.txt
@ -0,0 +1,27 @@
 Are you familiar with shipbuilders
 Are you familiar with shipbuilders?
 This seaside is the people.
 He created a schooner with caravels
 And a modern ship.
 Chorus:
 Farewell beep -
 And in a moment of sorrowful dock.
 Why were amazed:
 What is sad, Shipwright?
 Already lit marine lights,
 The lights of the ship.
 A bit of a shame that the building alone,
 And others go to sea.
 Breaking of the keel of a champagne bottle,
 Builders will go on the pier -
 And in the vastness of the ocean ship sailed,
 I went to the ship.
 Floating steel - not paper -
 The wide world ships
 As the city high-rise,
 As my land island.
--- a/piosenki/Armored_Train_Proletaria.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Armored_Train_Proletaria.txt
@ -0,0 +1,44 @@
 Armored Train "Proletarian"
 Let the distance in a continuous fire,
 Let whirls, sweeps blizzard
 Armored Train "Proletariat"
 Menacing rushing on the enemy.
 In front of a lot of roads,
 And sweeps his lead,
 New world - the beginning,
 Old world - the end.
 Chorus:
 The song, like distant thunder,
 Heard somewhere:
 "Boldly we go into battle
 For Soviet Power "
 A shadow on Krutoyarov,
 Someone is hiding in a ravine,
 Armored Train "Proletariat"
 Rushing forward at full speed.
 Know it, know pans,
 Know the villages, towns,
 That to the former there is no return,
 And never will be.
 Chorus:
 And yet, like distant thunder,
 Heard somewhere:
 "Boldly we go into battle
 For Soviet Power "
 On the earth in our balloon,
 Days and nights without a break
 Armored Train "Proletariat"
 A fair fight leads.
 Around sky will scarlet,
 But again come May,
 If indeed it is flying along the tracks
 The revolution itself.
 Chorus.
 1976
--- a/piosenki/Army_go!For_our_happi.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Army_go!For_our_happi.txt
@ -0,0 +1,36 @@
 Army, go!
 For our happiness in the terrible battle
 Go confidently shelves.
 Ready to go to the front any -
 Now we are all veterans!
 Chorus:
 Go shelves with glory
 For our cause is just,
 For our people, for our people.
 For the beloved Motherland,
 happy for our lives -
 Army, go!
 Look, homeland hang over
 Powder cloud,
 Our fatherland wants to take
 Fascism black hand.
 Chorus.
 Crush the enemy we are fighting
 Triumphant onslaught of regiments,
 To my eternal homeland
 Breathed happily, it is easy!
 Chorus.
 Where the air thunderstorm,
 The decisive campaign going.
 Come on, friends, boldly into battle,
 Nazi gang death carry!
 Pripev.1941
--- a/piosenki/Artek!We_-_the_pioneer.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Artek!We_-_the_pioneer.txt
@ -0,0 +1,29 @@
 Artek!
 We - the pioneers of the great motherland,
 Care of the Party is always surrounded,
 / We all say - hot "Thank you!"
 Native Stalin counselor country! 2p. /
 ...
 Here - the air blue,
 Off the coast of noise of the surf,
 Who was at least once,
 He will remember all
 And the silhouette of the mountains,
 And under the hill - fires,
 Artek! Artek!
 And remember each hour
 Molotov great for us!
 How much did this man!
 We live in a palace,
 And we always sing -
 Artek! Artek!
 ...
 Leisure fun with our song goes,
 Friendly family, we live in Artek.
 the time will come - the song in the way of us holds,
 Friendship memory with we take.
 / Repeat 1st verse / 1940
--- a/piosenki/Artek_oathOver_the_sea.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Artek_oathOver_the_sea.txt
@ -0,0 +1,35 @@
 Artek oath
 Over the sea, the sea Black -Artekovsky salute.
 Sing defiantly forges
 And the drums beat,
 To take an oath, guys,
 We are gathered here -
 Chorus / 2p /.:
 Artekovets today
 Artekovets today -
 Artekovets always!
 We're marching friendly systems -
 Us with a song along the way.
 Artekovtsy heroes
 Steps forward.
 A vow of simple -
 Harsh and proud:
 Chorus.
 There will come a time to farewell -
 We will be snatched up the train,
 And will be away was
 As big as a year.
 But let us not forget the oath
 We had our:
 Chorus.
 / Orchestral loss /
 Chorus.
--- a/piosenki/Artek_waltzAway_silver.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Artek_waltzAway_silver.txt
@ -0,0 +1,34 @@
 Artek waltz
 Away silvery evening sea,
 Bear (*) wakeless drowsiness enveloped,
 A wave of coastal shingle argue,
 And the southern stars above us are burning ...
 Chorus.
 Wind joker tickles our faces,
 How well I with you spinning!
 Waltz music breathes foliage,
 And the song lay down any words.
 / Loss /
 Homeland dear, motherland,
 How can not say thank you
 During the Crimean tale, care and affection,
 How can not say thank you!
 Swing smoothly friends cypresses,
 Affably waving tops of us.
 Dancing boat from rocky promontory,
 And you yourself, as if plyvosh the waves ...
 Chorus.
 At home you will remember the Crimean expanses,
 Again, see the evening tide,
 Again, hear the melody of the sea,
 And this is our waltz motif ...
 Chorus.
 * - Ayu-Dag (from the Tatar - Bear Mountain) - the mountain near the camp "Artek" .1961
--- a/piosenki/As_at_dawnAs_at_dawn_c.txt
+++ b/piosenki/As_at_dawnAs_at_dawn_c.txt
@ -0,0 +1,32 @@
 As at dawn
 As at dawn clatter of hammers.
 Everywhere were heard loud clatter.
 Stood up with the songs of the Baltic Fleet sailors
 For work, for hot undertaken.
 Chorus:
 Weather-storm?
 We put pressure, but beat!
 For the spring campaign, we are preparing the ships!
 Fun, come on, guys, move!
 Now every minute is precious!
 To hand ignited at work,
 If they beat arch-enemy!
 Chorus.
 All inspection, watchful eye trace,
 To work the machine ship,
 So he went under fire immune,
 All checked from the mast to the keel!
 Chorus.
 As at dawn clatter of hammers.
 Everywhere were heard loud clatter.
 Stood up with the songs of the Baltic Fleet sailors.
 For work, for hot undertaken.
 1943
--- a/piosenki/As_for_the_river_KamaA.txt
+++ b/piosenki/As_for_the_river_KamaA.txt
@ -0,0 +1,30 @@
 As for the river Kama
 As for the river Kama
 I left my peace;
 Near Town Tagil
 I loved Marusyu.
 Chorus:
 Thou me, whether I will forget you!
 Next to me you're in combat.
 Thou me, I will remember whether you
 In the dale ... in the distant lands.
 Oh, Maroussia! my, Maroussia soul!
 Thou me, I will remember whether you
 In the dale ... in the distant lands.
 For two years
 I drive her portrait,
 I drive her portrait -
 Maybe nothing, maybe not.
 Chorus.
 I am sending you a song
 In those Ural edge
 And embrace the beauty of my
 She give a power of attorney.
 Chorus. 1943
--- a/piosenki/As_in_the_steppe_steppe_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/As_in_the_steppe_steppe_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,23 @@
 As in the steppe, steppe burnt
 As in the steppe, steppe burnt grew Oak.
 He first started up green, little sprout
 Under the hot rays boldly he stood,
 Deep into the land he grew roots, gaining strength ...
 Chorus:
 I like,
 But no one will know about it.
 I know -
 Our happiness grows, grows.
 Our feelings are strong as oaks steppe.
 I like
 And the soul blossom!
 Mighty oak, oak, curly rustle in spring
 We'll go with you to the oaks strip of forest
 Forest will see in full force in the middle of the steppes
 This we raised in her youth
 Pripev.1951
--- a/piosenki/As_in_the_steppes_of_the_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/As_in_the_steppes_of_the_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,22 @@
 As in the steppes of the Kuban
 Oh, you steppe steppes of the Kuban River!
 We went with a song in the heat poludonny
 Through the rapids of the native steppes.
 Girls on the road we met.
 All Cossacks to find out in a hurry.
 We meet them in the Cossack in the way:
 Falcons only fly in the clouds -
 In the clouds the road everywhere wide.
 Soon steppe let us make us living water.
 It will be much more beautiful cute edge of the steppe.
 Zori gold we zazhzhom night,
 A Cossack our campaign we are inviting.
 Oh, you are steppe-steppe on the Kuban River!
 We went with the song-virgin steppe.
 Rode on holiday with us all the people
 According steppe roads in a labor campaign.
--- a/piosenki/As_the_Volga_-_riverAs.txt
+++ b/piosenki/As_the_Volga_-_riverAs.txt
@ -0,0 +1,61 @@
 As the Volga - river
 As in the Volga river, the river
 At the dawn of singing horns, oh, honking.
 There is no miracle in the world more beautiful,
 It's a miracle - our building,
 wide, high!
 Where a concrete difference, Delta,
 There Turbine Noise, Noise,
 And in the capitals, and in the villages
 Our sun will light up,
 and in the woods and on the steppes! ..
 You luggage concrete,
 combos, do not yawn,
 You luggage, luggage concrete,
 let it rip!
 Begins to sing, the people,
 case goes together!
 Oh, on the Stakhanovite work
 all my soul in flight! ..
 Waves foam, running, oh, flee,
 Talk friends are, uh, lead,
 Zhiguli from Stalingrad
 All shock brigades
 call send, call send!
 A voice was heard in the distance, oh, far away,
 Meet Lada, Lada:
 We do not concede in their work,
 Feel free to call is received,
 no surrender, no surrender!
 You luggage concrete,
 combos, do not yawn,
 You luggage, luggage concrete,
 let it rip!
 Begins to sing, the people,
 case goes together!
 Oh, on the Stakhanovite work
 all my soul in flight! ..
 Golden our people, oh, people,
 Three rules gives, gives,
 Beach Left, Right Beach
 They compete for the glory
 All together, more fun!
 Labor shock, fire, fire
 Rising wave, uh, wave,
 To burn on the Motherland
 Brighter Dawns communism
 every day, every day!
 The matter of the dispute, is,
 Things are moving forward ...
 Proudly stood two dams on the river! ..
 1951
--- a/piosenki/As_you_live_peopleIt_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/As_you_live_peopleIt_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,38 @@
 As you live, people
 It is everywhere around the world
 Good sun rose?
 As you live, people?
 Let your life is full of light.
 No, never will
 Reign in the world of evil!
 As you live, people?
 Let your life is full of light.
 Let in the difficult everyday life
 Friendship burning heat.
 As you live, people?
 Let your life is full of light.
 As much as you may be difficult,
 You defeat the evil.
 As you live, people?
 Let your life is full of light.
 We will be brave, we will,
 The sun rose goodness.
 As you live, people?
 Let your life is full of light.
 No, never will
 Reign in the world of evil!
 As you live, people?
 Let your life is full of light.
 As much as you may be difficult,
 You defeat the evil.
 As you live, people?
 Let your life is full of light.
 We will be brave, we will,
 The sun rose goodness.
 As you live, people?
 Let your life is full of light.
--- a/piosenki/At_six_miles_from_the_cap.txt
+++ b/piosenki/At_six_miles_from_the_cap.txt
@ -0,0 +1,61 @@
 At six miles from the capital,
 At six miles from the capital,
 Low barrow ...
 Its like the sinister birds
 And kisses marsh mist ...
 In January, these birds are seen,
 As soldiers on the field come,
 As the night hastily dug
 Polumerzlye clods;
 How stretchers one after the other
 With the dead were here;
 As of abandoned bodies under the earth
 Parted swished water;
 How cold body pushed
 Hastily in bast bag;
 Like a corpse in a bag knead,
 As the bent knee at his feet ...
 And the kind of ominous birds
 (Could not sleep last night)
 As soldiers paled face,
 As sighs soldier's chest ...
 At six miles from the capital,
 Low barrow ...
 Its like the sinister birds
 And kisses marsh mist ...
 Under the deep, fluffy touch
 Dazzling white snow
 Dead shelters - account
 Ninety bast bags ...
 Inseparable fraternal semeyu
 Pochiyut they are in the ground:
 Someone with a broken right through his head,
 Someone with a lead bullet in the chest ...
 And we saw the ominous birds,
 How deep evening fog
 Dusty, dirty face
 They came to this mound;
 How sad and long standing
 And before the way to leave the hill,
 All threats to someone whispering
 And made a vow to take revenge! ..
 At six miles from the capital,
 Low barrow ...
 Its like the sinister birds
 And kisses marsh mist ...
 In May of this ominous bird
 In mound seen people
 And contrary lashes flicker,
 And piercing bullets fly;
 How exhausted heavy struggle
 And unequal - the crowd gave way,
 How the bloody banner of native
 Cossack was trampled into the mud ...
 But ominous bird uzreyut -
 And already close this time! -
 How bloody banner zaveet
 Over the top of his native hill! .. 1905
--- a/piosenki/At_sunriseAt_sunrise.txt
+++ b/piosenki/At_sunriseAt_sunrise.txt
@ -0,0 +1,47 @@
 At sunrise
 At sunrise,
 The green Dubrova,
 We met two brothers,
 Two relatives by blood.
 They are one of Krajina
 The light has generated,
 Yes not equal happiness
 Endowed brothers.
 The first he lived in the wild,
 Grown in the open,
 And the second - the Pan,
 In poverty but in sorrow.
 Met brothers
 Blood, native,
 Filed each other
 Hand labor.
 And first remarked:
 - I went abroad,
 I come with you
 Happiness to share.
 I parted the forest,
 I swam across the river,
 So as not to be separated
 We are with you forever.
 A second replied
 Straightening his back:
 - You got the sun
 In the dark valley;
 You opened the prison,
 You brought freedom,
 And with you I am ready
 And into the fire and into the water.
 And they went two brothers
 By the dawn of the general
 Nice, broad
 Stalinist road. 1939
--- a/piosenki/At_the_village_weFrom_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/At_the_village_weFrom_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,7 @@
 At the village we
 From the people in the village can not hide
 There are no secrets in the village we
 Do not come together, break up, not betrothed
 Away from the avid eye
--- a/piosenki/AuroraEvening_bells_ch.txt
+++ b/piosenki/AuroraEvening_bells_ch.txt
@ -0,0 +1,32 @@
 Aurora
 Evening bells chimed.
 The wave of strikes in granite.
 Aurora on eternal parking
 Rest of Leningrad stores.
 Neva opened eyes,
 Above cruiser lit flag.
 About his youth, about the "Aurora"
 In the port recalls the seafarer.
 As if today from the flight,
 With the glory of having passed all the sea,
 Returned home cruiser
 And threw their anchors.
 He passed through the sea, oceans,
 Fought in the battle of Tsushima,
 He carried on the seas through the fog
 Sailor's their glory.
 Slicing through the autumn night,
 The fire of the palace he discovered
 And the land from end to end
 Unfading light illuminated.
 Evening bells chimed,
 Squadron goes camping.
 "Aurora" on eternal parking ...
 And honor it gives the sailor.
--- a/piosenki/AuroraOvercoat_his_ja.txt
+++ b/piosenki/AuroraOvercoat_his_ja.txt
@ -0,0 +1,37 @@
 Aurora
 Overcoat, his jacket, jackets -
 Ready sailors, soldiers.
 Signal waits formidable cruiser - "Start!"
 As long barrels of the guns are silent
 -Aurora!
 -Finish Aurora!
 Old world from the fear of a loss,
 A cruiser on Winter aimed.
 ... rushed into the sky thunder of October,
 He is risen upon Petrograd Dawn - Aurora.
 Aurora. Aurora!
 Aurora!!! AURORA!!!
 Aurora, you are a cruiser stern and proud;
 Forever hocks (flax) in my town
 In the wall of granite and is more audible
 Breath long and terrible days ...
 You became a legend,
 Aurora, Aurora!
 Let the years of closeness in the century.
 Aurora, you are - a symbol of immortality!
 And let your guns are silent -
 Already half of the world is in your rays.
 Aurora - immortal!
 Aurora!
 Aurora!
 Aurora!!!
 AURORA!!! 1970
--- a/piosenki/Avante_Forward_-_Russia.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Avante_Forward_-_Russia.txt
@ -0,0 +1,44 @@
 Avante "Forward" - Russian
 More about flowers in the dew,
 But the world of the knee in a thunderstorm
 And weeping in silence guitar.
 Sorry, the flower that age could not
 Save you from under a boot,
 That again he did not strike averted.
 Broad daylight - another blow
 And the blood on the strings of the guitar
 And the beauty fades without shouting
 But there is a flower in the grass,
 He did not bow their heads
 Is called the flower - carnation!
 Chorus:
 Avante! Avante! - the immortal words
 Avante! Avante! - reborn
 Avante! Avante! For peace and for justice
 Through the Sierra Maestra, through the years, and the Andes
 As the echo command! Next, Comandante!
 Avante! Avante! - the immortal words
 Today, the Atlanteans are born again
 Avante! Avante! For peace and for justice
 For the happiness of the planet, for our victory,
 Avante! Avante! - struck chimes!
 More about flowers in the dew
 But the world of the knee in a thunderstorm
 And weeping in silence Guitar
 And as the flower spikes missiles
 Flies Earth among the planets,
 Flies, not knowing the fire.
 There is a struggle for the right to live,
 Breathe, laugh and love
 But across the hope - anxiety.
 There is a struggle between good and evil,
 Freedom has called all of us
 Is Red carnations on the road.
 Chorus.
--- a/piosenki/AviamarshWe_were_born_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/AviamarshWe_were_born_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,28 @@
 Aviamarsh
 We were born to make a fairy tale come true,
 Overcome space and open space,
 We gave reason steel hand-wings
 Instead of the heart - a flaming engine.
 Chorus:
 Higher and higher and higher
 We strive to fly our birds,
 And in each propeller is breathing
 The tranquility of our borders.
 Throwing up his camera obedient
 Or creating an unprecedented flight
 We are aware of how the fleet is growing stronger air,
 Our world's first proletarian fleet!
 Chorus.
 Our keen eye pierces every atom,
 Our determination dressed every nerve;
 And, believe us, every ultimatum
 Fleet will be able to give an answer.
 Pripev.1921
--- a/piosenki/Aviation_(We_falcons_Sovi.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Aviation_(We_falcons_Sovi.txt
@ -0,0 +1,62 @@
 Aviation (We falcons Soviet)
 We have to fly and battle ready,
 And harsh zero hour
 The enemy we are on the first call
 Flights, fulfilling an order!
 We Soviet falcons,
 Fly like a hurricane!
 We assume victory Motherland
 And the death of her enemies!
 We Soviet falcons,
 Ready at any hour
 For the Motherland! For Stalin!
 In the last terrible battle!
 You fly our song all the above,
 Through the mountains, the sea, the island!
 To the enemy abroad heard
 This song simple words:
 We Soviet falcons,
 Fly like a hurricane!
 We assume victory Motherland
 And the death of her enemies!
 We Soviet falcons,
 Ready at any hour
 For the Motherland! For Stalin!
 In the last terrible battle!
 Our plane and agile, and durable.
 We are not afraid of any storms, and no clouds!
 Our aim will be true and accurate,
 Our impact will be strong and mighty!
 We Soviet falcons,
 Fly like a hurricane!
 We assume victory Motherland
 And the death of her enemies!
 We Soviet falcons,
 Ready at any hour
 For the Motherland! For Stalin!
 In the last terrible battle!
 We fly from the enemy's sky,
 Accursed nest destroy the ground!
 So also are our homeland over was not
 Even the tip of another wing!
 We Soviet falcons,
 Fly like a hurricane!
 We assume victory Motherland
 And the death of her enemies!
 We Soviet falcons,
 Ready at any hour
 For the Motherland! For Stalin!
 In the last terrible battle! 1939
--- a/piosenki/Ay_Carmela!_(Viva_la_Quin.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Ay_Carmela!_(Viva_la_Quin.txt
@ -0,0 +1,70 @@
 Ay Carmela! (Viva la Quinta Brigada!) - Испанский
 Viva la Quince Brigada
 Viva la Quince Brigada,
 rumba rumba rumba's.
 Viva la Quince Brigada,
 rumba rumba rumba the
 which has been covered with glory,
 Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
 which has been covered with glory,
 Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
 We fought against the Moors,
 rumba rumba rumba's.
 We fought against the Moors,
 rumba rumba rumba the
 mercenaries and fascists,
 Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
 mercenaries and fascists,
 Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
 It is only our desire,
 rumba rumba rumba's.
 It is only our desire,
 rumba rumba rumba the
 end fascism,
 Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
 end fascism,
 Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
 On the fronts of Jarama,
 rumba rumba rumba's.
 On the fronts of Jarama,
 rumba rumba rumba the
 we have neither airplanes nor tanks nor guns,
 Ay Carmela!
 we have neither airplanes nor tanks nor guns,
 Ay Carmela!
 And we left Spain,
 rumba rumba rumba's.
 And we left Spain,
 rumba rumba rumba the
 to fight on other fronts,
 Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
 to fight on other fronts,
 Ay Carmela! Ay Carmela!
--- a/piosenki/Ay_Che_roadIm_a_man_b.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Ay_Che_roadIm_a_man_b.txt
@ -0,0 +1,32 @@
 Ay Che road
 I'm a man born
 all? in the far Pampa
 but my dream dear
 It is the American homeland.
 I have neither land nor house
 I have no name or age
 I'm like the wind passing
 a wind of freedom.
 Ay, Che road
 fatherland or death is my destiny
 Ay, Che road
 fatherland or death is my destiny.
 Morning when I die
 hey dear brothers
 I want a whole america
 with rifle in hand.
 I do not want statues and honors
 verses do not want to cry
 throw to the wind flowers
 fatherland or death that is my song.
 Ay, Che road
 fatherland or death is my destiny
 Ay, Che road
 fatherland or death is my destiny.
--- a/piosenki/Azerbaijani_song_about_Mo.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Azerbaijani_song_about_Mo.txt
@ -0,0 +1,28 @@
 Azerbaijani song about Moscow
 About you, Moscow, all my words,
 About you my dreams.
 Over Moscow burning golden sunset
 And the silver ray of the rising moon.
 Chorus:
 Azerbaijan ah, ah, Azerbaijan,
 Mark my words to you, Moscow.
 All the republics of the pattern as a color carpet
 Oh, Moscow, surrounds you.
 My life - your life, my blood - your blood.
 All you give, Moscow, loving.
 Chorus
 Tanks mad move squadrons off.
 Hundreds of petrol is gaining strength.
 Who watered them all, not sparing their strength.
 It is I, Moscow, from Baku, your son.
 Chorus
 Ah, the good city of Moscow.
 1947
--- a/piosenki/Azov_guerrillaWe_only_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Azov_guerrillaWe_only_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,24 @@
 Azov guerrilla
 We only had seven or more-not a soul,
 We made our way smooth, rustling reeds.
 Chorus:
 The guerrillas, will never forget
 Sea of Azov, the military of the year!
 Burned military field birthmarks thunderstorm
 And we met the children's severe eye.
 Chorus.
 His children have left, not soon meet them
 Clumsy hands cradled others.
 Chorus.
 During the day a happy future soldiers go to fight
 And our children will grow - about us you sing!
 Chorus (2 times). 1953
--- a/piosenki/Baikal-Amur_MainlineWh.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Baikal-Amur_MainlineWh.txt
@ -0,0 +1,34 @@
 Baikal-Amur Mainline
 Where taiga cedars
 In the blue sky look,
 Meet anywhere, in any city
 Our working guys.
 Chorus.
 Where tropinochke narrow
 He went into the taiga distance,
 There Baikal-Amur
 Rising main.
 We know that a lot of difficulties,
 But we will not deviate from the path.
 Here it grows not only expensive,
 Here we ourselves grow!
 Chorus.
 Here labor affairs
 Each exam leases -
 Someone its main operating Ekam,
 Someone its first credit!
 Chorus.
 Like a tocsin, rang
 Word short of BAM.
 Where the taiga beyond the river roared,
 Tomorrow was a city!
 Pripev.1976
--- a/piosenki/Baikal_beautyYou_see_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Baikal_beautyYou_see_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,17 @@
 Baikal beauty
 You see: noise Listopad,
 Rings Pine, as a string.
 And breathes transparent coolness
 Baikal depth.
 Soldier fisherman dream,
 Her family's eyes.
 Glimpse through the thick lashes
 Baikal turquoise.
 In Siberia, rich in nature,
 Love is generous and clean.
 Will remain in the heart of the soldier
 Baikal Beauty. 1960
--- a/piosenki/Baikal_sailorsThey_lay.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Baikal_sailorsThey_lay.txt
@ -0,0 +1,22 @@
 Baikal sailors
 They lay astern vast distances.
 Above the waves of seagulls flying high.
 Freely live in our Lake Baikal.
 Look and the heart sings with joy!
 Baikal abounding, powerful, free!
 You get up in the granite steep rocks.
 Your glory thunders, the old man sedoglavy!
 Taiga Sea - Sacred Baikal!
 Over a mountain ridge dawn shone.
 On deck, quietly playing the accordion.
 For buildings of great sailors Baikal
 Loaded forest lead the caravan.
 Free and easy on the expanse of water
 Confidently looking forward helmsman!
 Noisy, no tar, Siberian Sea.
 Sailors Baikal go camping! 1958
--- a/piosenki/BaksanWhere_snow_sweep.txt
+++ b/piosenki/BaksanWhere_snow_sweep.txt
@ -0,0 +1,59 @@
 Baksan
 Where snow sweep paths,
 Where are formidable peaks,
 The songs are composed and sings
 Climbers fighting force.
 We began in the fighting family mountain
 Not afraid of storms and blizzards.
 Ordered, not debt charges were
 Exploration into the lair of the enemy.
 Remember, comrade,
 White snow,
 Slim forest Baksan,
 enemy bunkers
 Remember grenade and a note in it
 Under the rocky ridge to the coming days
 At stake in the smoke cracked branches,
 The steaming pot of strong tea.
 You come tired of exploration,
 I drank a lot and the same silence.
 Blue frozen hands
 Wiping the sweat from the machine,
 Deeply sighing at times,
 His head leaning back.
 Remember, friend, howling blizzard night,
 Remember how we cried to the face of the enemy,
 Remember, as a response to the roar of the machine,
 Do you remember when we came back to you in the squad.
 Where day and night twisting squalls,
 Where the top of menacing in the snow,
 We closed firmly passes
 And not a single step was not given to the enemy.
 Day comes, decisive blow,
 The fight will go the people for the last time,
 And then he will say that not for nothing
 We fought to the death for the Caucasus.
 former Time flies like smoke
 In memory of the last traces of scatter,
 But do not forget us these terrible days,
 Forever keep them in its memory.
 Jokes do not teach in our camps,
 If you have to fight in the mountains
 Instead, you take an ice ax automatic,
 As if on insurance, prizhmesh his butt.
 Remember, friend, white snow,
 Slim forest Baksan, bunkers of the enemy,
 Bones Basse graves under Uzhboy,
 Remember friend, remember dorogoy.1943
--- a/piosenki/Ballad_about_Captain_Gast.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Ballad_about_Captain_Gast.txt
@ -0,0 +1,30 @@
 Ballad about Captain Gastello
 He flew to battle Captain Gastello
 As a proud falcon, above the clouds.
 On the wings of a falcon flew thunderstorm,
 To hail a steel throw at enemies.
 But the enemy set fire to petrol tanks.
 There was an explosion and the plane broke ...
 It seemed that flies under the sky of the torch,
 Like a meteor in a single flight!
 Trembles motor in the last shudder,
 Around raging thunder storm.
 No time for thinking, breathing,
 There is no power to lift his eyes on fire!
 But the captain of the whole will of the latter
 Is driving directly to the enemy!
 Burning tank, killing enemies' tanks,
 Thundering metal, knocking enemies ...
 Dead captain, and his remains
 It lays down the flames around as wreath.
 So he died in the Battle Captain Gastello ...
 Remember all his friends!
 The people capable of such boldness,
 Neither intimidating nor defeat can not! 1941
--- a/piosenki/Ballad_of_a_Russian_boy.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Ballad_of_a_Russian_boy.txt
@ -0,0 +1,59 @@
 Ballad of a Russian boy
 How can we forget those Russian boys,
 Lads, which was the home of the plant?
 In his father's old hats, rags pidzhachishek
 Leaving the boy in the seventeenth year.
 The breasts look them guns, they followed the wind roars ...
 So meet boys seventeenth year.
 Looks Revolution, eyes harsh:
 - Where are you from, who you are,
 What are you ready? -
 In response to rising stubborn hands:
 - We are ready to exploit,
 Ready for flour,
 To the joy of flying towards the lights,
 On hunger, the cold gravestones.
 On-the-job
 For the sake of tomorrow's days.
 Year after year, the dawn rose over the earth,
 Rose Russia, forgetting about the past.
 And I love their boys indulged,
 How he could, warmed their hearts.
 Just suddenly forty-one hit by fire,
 Boys belted soldier belt.
 Looking at them Motherland, eyes harsh:
 - Where are you from, who you are,
 What are you ready? -
 In response to rising brave hands:
 - Ready for battle
 On the years of separation.
 Ready for the joy of winning the lights,
 On hunger, the cold gravestones.
 On-the-job
 For the sake of tomorrow's days.
 And now the young rocket lifts -
 All you can desire, she gave the Fatherland.
 But with foreign polygons sleepless planet
 Death threatens to destroy the whole earth ground.
 Ashes nuclear storms incandescent -
 How do we make the boys, so that the youth lived?
 Calling their history, the eyes of the stern:
 - Where are you from, who you are,
 What are you ready? -
 strong hands raised in response:
 All the land of great
 Take on bail,
 Home planet, flowers, green!
 We love you in shimmering lights.
 We will do everything
 For the sake of your life,
 For the sake of tomorrow's days.
 1963
--- a/piosenki/Ballad_of_a_SoldierFie.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Ballad_of_a_SoldierFie.txt
@ -0,0 +1,40 @@
 Ballad of a Soldier
 Field along the steep coast
 past huts
 The gray greatcoat ordinary
 soldiers went
 Soldiers went not knowing barriers
 Went soldiers losing friends
 It often happened, went without a halt
 I went ahead of soldiers
 He walked at night storm
 The rain and hail
 Song with your friends forontovymi
 sang soldiers
 Soldiers sang swallowing tears
 He sang about Russian birch
 About kari eyes
 About his house his father
 Soldiers sang in the way
 As if rooted to the shoulder Soldier Machine
 Throughout their sworn enemies
 Beal soldiers
 Soldiers beat them at Smolensk
 Beat soldiers in the village of N-sk
 Not counting the bullets
 Eyes without closing
 Beat the enemy soldiers
 Field along the steep coast
 past huts
 The gray greatcoat ordinary
 soldiers went
 Soldiers went homeland servant
 Shel-soldiers in the name of life
 earth saving
 defending world
 I went ahead of soldiers.
--- a/piosenki/Ballad_of_a_SoldierPau.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Ballad_of_a_SoldierPau.txt
@ -0,0 +1,42 @@
 Ballad of a Soldier
 Paul, along the shore of a steep
 past huts
 The gray greatcoat ordinary
 It was a soldier.
 It was a soldier, not knowing the obstacles,
 It was a soldier, losing friends,
 Often it used to
 It was without a halt,
 He went ahead of soldiers.
 He walked at night storm
 The rain and hail.
 Song with your friends frontline
 Singing soldiers.
 Soldiers sang, swallowing her tears,
 He sang about the Russian birch,
 About kari eyes,
 About his house his father
 Soldiers sang in the way.
 As if rooted to the soldier's shoulder
 Machine -
 Throughout their sworn enemies
 Beat soldiers.
 Soldiers beat them at Smolensk,
 Beat soldiers in the village of N-sk
 Not counting the bullets,
 Without closing the eyes,
 I beat the enemy soldiers.
 Paul, along the shore of a steep,
 Past the huts.
 The gray greatcoat ordinary
 It was a soldier.
 It was a soldier, a servant of the Fatherland,
 It was a soldier in the name of life,
 Land saving,
 Defending world,
 I went ahead soldier!
--- a/piosenki/Ballad_of_an_unknown_sail.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Ballad_of_an_unknown_sail.txt
@ -0,0 +1,38 @@
 Ballad of an unknown sailor
 He lived a simple sailor once,
 Friendly with the wind and waves.
 He was a gray-haired Gulf of Kronstadt
 He called their native land.
 He's on the beach and cute
 I do not go down on a step -
 Unknown by name
 Deepwater sailor.
 But once in a foggy day
 Care sailors
 In the region, where there is no ocean,
 Neither Strait nor river.
 Along with them, in the dust clouds
 And he walked through the smoke and darkness -
 Unknown by name
 Deepwater sailor.
 It was impassable taiga,
 I was in the way of the steppe.
 Floated a cloud of smoke
 Before any steep wave.
 Above the earth, like the wings,
 He would raise a red flag -
 Unknown by name
 Deepwater sailor.
 For their homeland this
 All soldiers and sailors
 He passed in battles around the world,
 I fell away from the coast.
 But immortal in the eternal were
 About heroes and battles -
 Unknown by name
 Deepwater moryak.1939
--- a/piosenki/Baltic_sea_roarsThen_s.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Baltic_sea_roarsThen_s.txt
@ -0,0 +1,22 @@
 Baltic sea roars
 Then sparks scatter my moon,
 The wave of strikes in granite ...
 Of those who died for the fatherland
 The Baltic Sea is noisy.
 I will never forget the cliffs,
 As a breast covering the coast,
 The bloody vests sailors
 They threw themselves on the enemy tanks!
 Under heaps of blasted steel
 They are heroes, went
 And in the battle to the enemy did not give
 Not an inch of their native land.
 Then sparks scatter my moon,
 The wave of strikes in granite ...
 Of those who died for the fatherland
 The Baltic Sea is noisy.
--- a/piosenki/Baltic_waltzOn_the_bea.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Baltic_waltzOn_the_bea.txt
@ -0,0 +1,32 @@
 Baltic waltz
 On the beach in the blue hour
 Burn brighter beacons
 And over the bay sounds our Baltic waltz
 They love his dancing sailors.
 This waltz, this waltz accompanies us,
 When the ground thaws slowly astern.
 He fades away soon,
 But he leaves us in the sea.
 This waltz, this waltz, he meets us,
 When we get back home again,
 He is dear to me, like a spring, like a favorite look eye
 As the Baltic Sea surf.
 And again in the sea we go tomorrow,
 At sea, away go away.
 If it is difficult sometimes we sing,
 Right on the heart is light and easy.
 This waltz, this waltz accompanies us,
 When the ground thaws slowly astern,
 He gave calms down soon,
 But he leaves us in the sea.
 This waltz, this waltz, he meets us,
 When we get back home again,
 He is dear to me, like a spring, like the eye lyubtmyh eye
 As the Baltic Sea surf. 1960
--- a/piosenki/Bamovsky_waltzThe_guy_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Bamovsky_waltzThe_guy_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,29 @@
 Bamovsky waltz
 The guy took the accordion,
 From the heart plays.
 So he takes the chords -
 Heart skips a beat.
 Chorus:
 Let resinous smoke floats
 Through the thick branches -
 It will be the youngest
 This waltz forever!
 Never mind that the boots
 Look unfashionable,
 But in the taiga
 Dance in them as possible!
 Chorus.
 Sparks are dancing in the wind,
 Hover over the tent.
 dance floor in the morning
 It will become a construction site.
 Chorus. (2 times).
 1978
--- a/piosenki/Bandiera_RossaAhead_y.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Bandiera_RossaAhead_y.txt
@ -0,0 +1,105 @@
 Bandiera Rossa
 Ahead, you, you must not give way working people,
 the red flag, that's your sign!
 Ahead with renewed vigor on new tracks,
 the red flags waft you ahead!
       Refrain:
      Brut Red flags greet the sunlight,
      Brut Red flags call to the court!
      Brut Red flags will be winners,
     They carry new hope into the world.
 In the shaft, in Werstattsaal where everyone creates,
 the red flag be your weapon!
 The future rich lucky can you guessed it,
 the red flags when you ahead!
 Reffrain
 It will defeat you new time to hate,
 the red flag will be peace achievement.
 To free people it shapes subjects
 the red flags when you ahead!
 refrain
 = = = =
 BANDIERA ROSSA
 КРАСНОЕ ЗНАМЯ
 (Революционная песня)
 Вперед, рабочий народ, не мнется
 Красное знамя, это твой знак!
 С бодрым духом нового пути.
 Красное знамя развевается впереди.
 Припев.
 Алое (кроваво-красное) знамя навстречу солнечному свету,
 Алое знамя зовет ...
 Алое знамя побеждает,
 Вы несете новую надежду человечеству.
 В сражении, зале в, где каждый трудится,
 Красное знамя - его оружие.
 Счастье - в будущем, вы умеете его предвидеть.
 Красное знамя развевается впереди!
 Припев.
 Оно становится новым временем победы над ненавистью.
 Красное знамя ведет к миру
 Новые люди they образуют subjects
 Красное знамя развевается впереди.
 -------------------------------
 Рабочий перевод с немецкого на русский
 20 июня 2006 г.
 = = =
 (Bandiera Rossa)
 RED BANNER
 Forward, working class, red banner
 does not crumpled, did is your symbol!
 With cheerful soul of new path
 Red banner flutters ahead!
 refrain
 Scarlet banner goes to meet sun light,
 scarlet banner calls ...
 scarlet banner wins,
 You bring new hope to mankind.
 In battle, in room where everybody works,
 Red banner is his weapon.
 Happiness - in future, you are able to foresee.
 Red banner flutters ahead!
 refrain
 It Becomes new time of victory over hatred.
 Red banner lead to peace.
 New people form ...
 Red banner flutters ahead!
 ------
 Draft translation from German -> Russian -> English - "word-by-word rough text"
 2nd of July, 2006
 = = =
 Avanti popolo
 Music: Italian folk tune
 Avanti Popolo, alla riscossa,
 Bandiera rossa, bandiera rossa.
 Avanti Popolo, alla riscossa,
 Bandiera rossa trionfera.
 Bandiera Rossa trionfera,
 Bandiera rossa trionfera,
 Bandiera rossa trionfera.
 Evviva socialismo e Liberta.
 Ahead, you, you must not give way working people,
 the red flag, that's your sign!
 Ahead with renewed vigor on new tracks,
 the red flags waft you ahead!
 Blood Red flags greet the sunlight,
 blood-red flags calling for judgment!
 Blood Red flags will be winners,
 they wear new hope into the world.
 In the shaft, in the workshop room, where everyone creates,
 the red flag be your weapon!
 The future rich lucky can you guessed it,
 the red flags waft you ahead!
 Blood Red flags greets ...
 It is the new time defeat the hatred,
 the red flag will bring peace.
 To free people it shapes subjects
 the red flags waft you ahead!
 Blood Red flags greets ...
--- a/piosenki/Bandiera_Rossa_-_Итальянс.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Bandiera_Rossa_-_Итальянс.txt
@ -0,0 +1,38 @@
 Bandiera Rossa - Итальянский, Немецкий, Финский и Русский
 Avanti Popolo o alla riscossa
 Bandiera Rossa, Bandiera Rossa
 Avanti Popolo o alla riscossa
 Bandiera Rossa trionfera!
   Bandiera Rossa la trionfera!
   Bandiera Rossa la trionfera!
   Bandiera Rossa la trionfera!
   Evviva il comunismo e la liberta!
 Get up, you workers! Stand up, comrades!
 The Red Flag werht winning decisively.
 Stands on its workers, is at Comrades!
 The Red Flag erkamft power.
   The Red Flag erkamft power.
   The Red Flag erkamft power.
   The Red Flag erkamft power.
   Vorwarts Communists to freedom bay
 Tyokansa nouskohon! Kay taiston tiella,
 Kun punalippu jo liehuu Siella.
 Tyokansa nouskohon! Kay taiston tiella!
 Vie punalippu jo kunniaan!
   Vie punalippu jo kunniaan!
   Vie punalippu jo kunniaan!
   Vie punalippu jo kunniaan!
   Terve sa Vapaus yes rauha maan!
 Знамена красные в едином марше.
 Вперед к победе идем отважно.
 И не отступим мы, нам враг не страшен,
 И дело наше мы защитим.
   Красное знамя в битве победит!
   Красное знамя, нас с собой веди!
   Красное знамя, лозунг наш один:
   Борись за коммунизм, и не сойди с пути! 1908
--- a/piosenki/Banner_of_Labor_liftNo.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Banner_of_Labor_liftNo.txt
@ -0,0 +1,27 @@
 Banner of Labor lift
 Not for military campaigns
 working people are born
 Multiplied voice of the people
 Against the war.
 Chorus:
 Banner of Labor lift!
 Righteousness and strength - with us!
 Harder, stronger unity are closed,
 The international working class!
 Happiness in working hands
 Feel free to take it, man,
 To see grandchildren
 Solar Century.
 Chorus.
 To freedom everywhere
 Earth hugged his mother,
 It must be working Luda
 Forge friendships.
 Chorus. 1958
--- a/piosenki/Battle_near_Lake_Hassan.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Battle_near_Lake_Hassan.txt
@ -0,0 +1,47 @@
 Battle near Lake Hassan
 Night black, tomnoy- night
 There was an order given to the front,
 A fight broke out Thrust
 Near Lake Hassan!
 The stars in the sky do not shine
 But the blood was burning with fire
 We do not just beat the Japanese
 And more than once pobom!
 Samurai, do not expect mercy,
 Waiting for you a stern sud-
 Our bullets and shells
 Death to the invaders are!
 Not escape the enemy, do not hide -
 Zaozerne in smoke
 Violate its borders
 Do not allow anyone to!
 Pozdov night, early in the morning
 They went to attack assault
 Near Lake Hassan
 Ten days battle lasted.
 said planes
 Loud language
 And the infantry, on the heights
 Point put the bayonet!
 I ran away disgracefully
 Behind the cordon broken enemy,
 At altitudes Zaozerne
 Proudly winds red flag!
 The sun came out of the fog,
 Was a hill there is gold;
 Like the Japanese in Hassan,
 All the enemies we will beat!
 Protect our earth
 Voroshilovtsy-fighters
 Day and night stand guard
 Brave patriots.
 With us, Stalin, our beloved
 He leads us to victory,
 An inch native land
 The enemy we do not take away! 1938
--- a/piosenki/Battle_student_marchSt.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Battle_student_marchSt.txt
@ -0,0 +1,48 @@
 Battle student march
 Students, we can not remain silent,
 The storm of war heard.
 And who is the enemy, and who are friends,
 We are every day more clearly.
 And the warmongers,
 Friends, replied:
 We are more than the friendly,
 Above us the peace flag!
 Chorus:
 We sunshine,
 We sunshine,
 Illuminating the way forward, a way forward, a way forward.
 Let the flag winds,
 Let the banner of peace
 Inspires the whole nation, the whole nation, the whole nation!
 On the way, we will not quit,
 And we will find happiness.
 For the truth of the common people
 Fight lead.
 Us the sun shines, and the song pours
 For peace and happiness on earth.
 Let everyone know that we are always
 True to their words.
 There, where the new day, there
 Keep Eyes us.
 People call him with us.
 Next, for peace, bolder!
 Enemies at any hour of anxious
 Do not separate friends!
 Chorus.
 Let the enemy decides that he is strong,
 Our more than a hundred times,
 Erect the world as a bastion
 Do not move back.
 We do not need military thunder!
 We will strengthen the world.
 And we will defend his diploma
 For the right to live peacefully.
 Chorus.
 1949
--- a/piosenki/Be_the_east_and_west_-_Se.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Be_the_east_and_west_-_Se.txt
@ -0,0 +1,30 @@
 Be the east and west - Serbian
 Be the east and west,
 Be the north and south!
 Steps roar in the attack,
 forward, with another comrade!
 Steps roar in the attack,
 forward, with another comrade!
 Next, getting closer and closer,
 hear the steps bat!
 Voice million rises,
 down fascism and war!
 Voice million rises,
 down fascism and war!
 Shivers from our walk
 fascism, bloody and blind!
 Waiting for us, comrade, freedom,
 Us being the whole world!
 Waiting for us, comrade, freedom,
 We will be the whole world!
 Slozna death the iron heel,
 disappear moans and hunger!
 A new life will begin:
 freedom, comradeship and work!
 A new life will begin:
 freedom, comradeship and work!
--- a/piosenki/Bear_-_OdessaWide_estu.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Bear_-_OdessaWide_estu.txt
@ -0,0 +1,53 @@
 Bear - Odessa
 Wide estuaries, green chestnuts
 Bobs barge at anchorage blue ...
 The beautiful Odessa boy goloshtanny
 With childish habit of years was considered a sailor.
 And if bitter resentment
 The boy will pester,
 The boy will not show the type,
 And if show tells his mother:
 Chorus:
 "You are from Odessa, teddy bear, and that means
 That is not afraid of you any grief or trouble:
 After all, you're a sailor, teddy bear, sailor cries
 And do not lose good spirits never. "
 Wide estuaries, drooping chestnuts,
 Beauty Odessa under enemy fire ...
 With hot gun, on watch tirelessly
 A young boy in bushlatike sea.
 And that night, as yesterday,
 Rushes in screaming and gunfire.
 The boy is not scared,
 And will be afraid, he will say to himself:
 Chorus.
 Wide estuaries, burnt chestnuts,
 And mournful whisper quiet half-mast flags ...
 In the deep silence, without chimneys, without drums,
 Odessa leaves the last battalion.
 I wanted to lie down, to cover up the body
 Native paving stones,
 wanted to cry for the first time,
 But Commissioner embraced his hand:
 Chorus.
 Wide estuaries, blooming chestnuts
 Again we heard the rustling of banners deployed,
 When I came back gait chased
 The beauty Odessa Guards Battalion.
 And dropping roses on the ground,
 In a sign of the return of his
 Our Bear suddenly did not keep the tears,
 But then no one uttered nothing.
 Chorus:
 Though Odessa Teddy Bear -
 This means
 That is not afraid of him any grief or trouble:
 After all, you're a sailor, teddy bear, sailor does not cry,
 But this time to cry, right, it does not matter! 1942
--- a/piosenki/BeardChui_Chui_Chui_Ch.txt
+++ b/piosenki/BeardChui_Chui_Chui_Ch.txt
@ -0,0 +1,45 @@
 Beard
 Chui Chui Chui Chui,
 On the road, do not spend the night -
 Hearse traveling at full speed,
 Legs are giving it away.
 A grandfather sitting on the perch -
 Two hundred and eighty years,
 And carries on the handles
 Little granddaughter.
 Well, granddaughter something goes
 Only one hundred and ninth year,
 And the chin -
 Beard short.
 In this his beard
 Not upryachesh nothing
 In addition to the shelves with books,
 Mousetrap with a mouse,
 Table with Stulik,
 And buffet with bagels -
 Nothing more!
 And the beard of his grandfather -
 Already from here to there,
 And from there, through here,
 And back over here!
 If the beard
 Spread out around the city,
 That drove used on it,
 Immediately a thousand horses,
 Three Budennovsk regiment,
 Twenty-two armored cars,
 Thirty-seven automotor,
 Three hundred and seventy-chauffeur,
 And the shooters four companies,
 And the division of infantry,
 And a tank regiment -
 That's what would have made sense!
 ...
 If the beard,
 (Yes) spread out around the city -
 Ooooooo! 1938
--- a/piosenki/Beat_with_planes_skyHi.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Beat_with_planes_skyHi.txt
@ -0,0 +1,34 @@
 Beat with planes sky
 Hitler even think, dog blood,
 To poke your nose into our native land.
 The entire Soviet empire
 I climbed the steel wall!
 Chorus:
 Hit the sky, airplanes,
 Croy, the soldiers, all the bayonets!
 Scribbling machine guns,
 Go to fight the Bolsheviks.
 We shall cope with any bedoyu,
 All enemies scatter in the smoke.
 We are not an inch of their land
 No one will not give!
 Chorus.
 Our army of steel,
 Our song is simple:
 Our native Comrade Stalin,
 Not descend one from the post!
 Chorus.
 Our power is indestructible
 On land and on the seas.
 We are with you, beloved leader,
 We divide the Nazis in the dust!
 Chorus. 1934
--- a/piosenki/Beat_with_planes_skyTh.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Beat_with_planes_skyTh.txt
@ -0,0 +1,28 @@
 Beat with planes sky
 Throw think the generals,
 About march on Moscow:
 From the Caucasus to Lake Baikal
 Spaced you a piece!
 Chorus:
 Hit the sky, airplanes,
 Croy, the soldiers, all the bayonets!
 Scribbling machine guns,
 Go to fight the Bolsheviks!
 We shall cope with any bedoyu,
 All enemies scatter in the smoke.
 We are not an inch of their land
 No one will not give!
 Chorus.
 Our army - made of steel,
 Our song is simple:
 Dear Comrade Stalin,
 Do not come no one from the post!
 Pripev.1935
--- a/piosenki/Because_of_the_forestB.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Because_of_the_forestB.txt
@ -0,0 +1,17 @@
 Because of the forest
 Because of the forest, of the harsh, dark mountains,
 Our cavalry rushes into the open.
 Gay, say!
 Our cavalry rushes into the open!
 Clicked terrible cry Budyonny deleted:
 "Hey, dashing fellow, all for me!
 Gay, say!
 Hey, dashing fellow, all for me!
 We stand up for our cause head! "
 Glory dashing cavalry Budennovskaya!
 Gay, say!
 Glory dashing cavalry Budennovskaya! 1937
--- a/piosenki/Behind_the_red_with_the_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Behind_the_red_with_the_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,23 @@
 Behind the red, with the unleavened
 Sit down with me, my beauty,
 Keep silent together:
 It's not every day inhabit
 People in the new house.
 Chorus:
 Behind the red, with the unleavened guys walking around with a song,
 With the old, wonderfully, that we used to sing with you.
 It flies a bird over the festive capital,
 And in it - love and youth, and a house mother.
 See, guests gather,
 All the works committee came.
 With us, of course, is owed -
 Put the wine on the table.
 Our friendship wonderful
 It will house warm.
 In this house, be sure to
 To live a hundred and twenty years old!
--- a/piosenki/Being_a_soldier_on_guard.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Being_a_soldier_on_guard.txt
@ -0,0 +1,41 @@
 Being a soldier on guard
 Night creeps deep shadows,
 But do not sleep a bugler in the regiment:
 Comrade Lenin bequeathed
 Being a soldier on guard
 He commanded the enemy on the mountain,
 As stated in the Charter of the speech,
 And on land, at sea and to protect the revolution.
 Remember: in the sky, the clouds were
 On the roads of war.
 We learned in the campaigns
 The geography of the country.
 stretched garrisons
 From the end of the country to the end,
 The front edge of the defense -
 This courage hearts.
 given the right word
 We motherland for centuries:
 Before the line kissing
 Red banner of the regiment
 Know Fatherland that is ready
 By the battle of hearts in every hour
 And the young soldier,
 And gone to the reserve.
 Night creeps deep shadows,
 But do not sleep a bugler in the regiment:
 Comrade Lenin bequeathed
 Being a soldier on guard
 He commanded the enemy on the mountain,
 As stated in the Charter of the speech,
 And on land and at sea
 Revolution cherish.
--- a/piosenki/Beyond_the_Danube_blue.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Beyond_the_Danube_blue.txt
@ -0,0 +1,27 @@
 Beyond the Danube blue
 Beyond the Danube blue hot noon
 Company passed a mountain trail.
 And meet with the song girl Magyar
 I went to the Danube-river to fetch water.
 And the soldiers asked for a Woman
 You tell me, maiden, us open heart:
 "Why do you sing a song about Russia,
 About the Soviet edge of our dear? "
 "Because you, my friends home,
 From disaster-Hungary captivity saved.
 Because your brothers in Russia
 We, the Magyars, brought happiness.
 And now we will live richly
 And the Danube, our sun will be illuminated
 Give your homeland, guys,
 From Magyar girls bow ".
 We went on a long journey the soldiers,
 Along the tumbleweed step minting its own.
 And in the dark kerchief bright Magyar
 Everyone waved gentle hand.
--- a/piosenki/Blossomed_day_(Цветущий_д.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Blossomed_day_(Цветущий_д.txt
@ -0,0 +1,33 @@
 Blossomed day (Цветущий день) - Чешский
 Not eat without bread
 and without water can not drink,
 without eyes can not watch
 without joy it is to live.
 Whether it is so or so,
 Life has more of.
 Only the one who lives life.
 but he does not perceive kterrý.
 That every day begins with darkness, the sun ends
 just take a look around just a little,
 how much beauty around,
 smoke from factories and hordes of children above the sand,
 a thousand things life blossoms
 and develops, develops in us,
 thousand things life blossoms and develops brings.
 What comes to people,
 forget what grief
 man then left with more.
 but that still laughing.
 for every day that he looks at the windows,
 We will have to look around the house,
 how much beauty around,
 open day is as rich sec cables
 a thousand things life blossoms
 and develops, develops in us,
 thousand things life blossoms and develops vnás.1951
--- a/piosenki/Bob_KryuchkinAlong_the.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Bob_KryuchkinAlong_the.txt
@ -0,0 +1,32 @@
 Bob Kryuchkin
 Along the quarter, along the quarter platoon walked,
 Bob Kryuchkin fittingly lead the singing.
 A meet, unconditionally, without haste,
 It was the belle-soul.
 Vasya Kryuchkin saw it,
 He smiled like a full moon.
 And Basil knows what's what -
 Maroussia like him.
 Maroussia forgotten here about the case,
 He turned and went after us.
 And Basil - he is an expert on heart wounds -
 Yes overflowed like an accordion.
 Then there was this same love,
 What excites and disturbs our blood.
 We see Bob with excitement paled
 And once again he began to sing a song.
 So we sang, maybe two il for three hours,
 Wheezing, lost votes,
 But do not give up - the blood plays in ourselves,
 And we have a wall of love!
 Sees platoon that our bad deeds.
 Oh, Maroussia, to what we brought!
 He shouted the platoon commander: "It's a song to stop!"
 Well, then, so be it. 1942
--- a/piosenki/Bolivian_soldierSoldie.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Bolivian_soldierSoldie.txt
@ -0,0 +1,40 @@
 Bolivian soldier
 Soldier Bolivia, Bolivian soldier
 go armed with your rifle, which is an American rifle
 is an American rifle, soldier Bolivia
 It is an American rifle
 Barrientos gave it to the Lord, Bolivian soldier
 Gift mr. johnson, to kill your brother
 to kill your brother, I soldier Bolivia
 to kill your brother
 You do not know who the dead soldier Bolivia
 Dead is the che-guevara and was Argentine and Cuban
 and it was Argentine and Cuban soldier Bolivia
 and it was Argentine and Cuban
 He was your best friend, Bolivian soldier
 He was the friend of the poor, from the east to the highlands
 from the east to the highlands of Bolivia I soldadito
 from the east to the highlands
 He is my whole guitar, Bolivian soldier
 mourning but does not cry, but mourn is human
 although mourn is human, soldier Bolivia
 although mourn is human
 No cries that time, Bolivian soldier
 It is not teardrop and scarf, but machete
 but machete in hand, soldier Bolivia
 but machete
 With copper pay you, Bolivian soldier
 you sell you that you pay is what you think the tyrant
 It is what the tyrant thinks, soldier Bolivia
 It is what the tyrant thinks
 But you will learn safe, Bolivian soldier
 a brother that you do not kill, do not kill a brother
 it does not kill a brother, soldier Bolivia
 not kill a brother
 not kill a brother
 Paco Ibañez
 From "Paco Ibañez in Olympia", 1969, "A Flower Time" Records1969
--- a/piosenki/BorodinoTell_me_uncle.txt
+++ b/piosenki/BorodinoTell_me_uncle.txt
@ -0,0 +1,44 @@
 Borodino
 Tell me, uncle, for good reason
 Moscow, scorched by fire,
 Frenchman given?
 Well in fact there were fights fighting,
 Yes, say what!
 No wonder all Russia remembers
 About the day of Borodino!
 We have long departed in silence,
 I was annoyed battlefield waiting
 Grumbling old men:
 "What are we? winter quarters?
 They dare not, perhaps, the commanders
 Aliens tear uniforms
 About Russian bayonets? "
 And then we found a large field:
 There roam where the wild!
 They built a redoubt.
 Our ears open!
 A little morning lit up the gun
 And the forests blue top -
 The French are right there.
 I scored the charge in the gun tight
 And I thought: I'll buy another!
 Wait a minute, brother musyu:
 What is there to cheat, perhaps for a fight;
 Oh, we'll go to ache wall,
 Oh, we'll stand head
 For your home!
 And he said, flashing in the eyes:
 "Guys! not eh Moscow for us?
 Umremte train near Moscow,
 As our brothers die! "
 And we promised to die,
 And kept the oath of allegiance
 We are in the Borodino battle!
 And kept the oath of allegiance
 We are in the Borodino battle! 1944
--- a/piosenki/Breast_Arise_for_Soviet_l.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Breast_Arise_for_Soviet_l.txt
@ -0,0 +1,37 @@
 Breast Arise for Soviet land
 again war
 Threaten native country,
 pack of fascists are not asleep.
 Close the enemies!
 Take care of the Fatherland,
 Breast Arise for Soviet land!
 The hour is not far -
 You take a pot you,
 Fold the fire near the tents.
 To fight, arrows,
 Tankers, sailors,
 Commander of the cruise!
 The storm and heat,
 In the deep darkness of the night
 In battles with deadly enemies
 Name of the leader,
 To beat us driving,
 Banner will go in front of us!
 We met the enemy
 Blows of bayonets,
 The thunder of the coming victory
 With the song home
 We are in a strange land
 Well that storm of the enemy trail!
 again war
 Threaten native country,
 pack of fascists are not asleep.
 Close the enemies!
 Take care of the Fatherland,
 Breast Arise for Soviet land! 1938
--- a/piosenki/Brest_trumpeterOver_Br.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Brest_trumpeterOver_Br.txt
@ -0,0 +1,47 @@
 Brest trumpeter
 Over Brest glowing banners,
 Funny bird ringing.
 But the wind hums in the bastions,
 In glory of soldiers.
 But the wind hums in the bastions,
 In glory of soldiers.
 From the terrible explosion,
 Metnuvshy a threshold,
 Childish and brave and hot,
 "Anxiety, anxiety, anxiety, anxiety" -
 Signals boy trumpeter.
 "Anxiety, anxiety, anxiety" -
 Signals boy trumpeter.
 In the mist of dawn hours
 The boy raised the fighters,
 Abruptly, loudly and authoritatively
 Fluttering immortal signal.
 Abruptly, loudly and authoritatively
 Fluttering immortal signal.
 The fortress yard,
 They called for reinforcements
 Pierced by shrapnel lobster.
 "Anxiety, anxiety, anxiety, anxiety" -
 Signals boy trumpeter.
 "Anxiety, anxiety, anxiety" -
 Signals boy trumpeter.
 Boy opalonny in battle,
 He passed through the war as a soldier.
 And now the walls of the bastion
 With a smile welcomes children.
 And now the walls of the bastion
 With a smile welcomes children.
 And if we hear
 That the threshold of an explosion,
 And we see how was flying lobster.
 "Anxiety, anxiety, anxiety, anxiety" -
 Signals boy trumpeter.
 "Anxiety, anxiety, anxiety" -
 Signals kid-blower (P 3).
--- a/piosenki/BrindisiRaising_grace_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/BrindisiRaising_grace_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,38 @@
 Brindisi
 Raising grace cup
 For amicable our habitation,
 During the glorious motherland,
 Red Flag it!
 For the strength that is stronger than you will not find,
 For our brave defenders,
 For our girls, for all the young people
 Collective farms, and universities, and factories!
 Chorus.
 For the fact that we have developed a person
 All the best thoughts and feelings,
 For the new Soviet unprecedented age
 Science, Labor and art!
 Chorus.
 For a strong cohesion of fathers and children,
 For our special qualities,
 Honesty and modesty of the Soviet people,
 For courage, honor and heroism!
 Chorus.
 For a new stream of abundant rains,
 For a new dimension of abundance,
 For the brave heroes of the wise leaders,
 For our eagle's wings!
 Raising grace cup
 For amicable our habitation,
 During the glorious motherland,
 Red Flag it! 1938
--- a/piosenki/BrindisiWe_had_today_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/BrindisiWe_had_today_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,30 @@
 Brindisi
 We had today, at home,
 Brandy my last reserve.
 Though the guys you are unfamiliar.
 But willingly drank for you.
 We drank for gold wedding.
 Another will be miracles.
 We drank for your blue,
 Give me, God, to see their eyes.
 Maybe you have some other,
 But the soldiers in all ages,
 With blue eyes women,
 It is considered to be far away.
 We do not all go back, and you know.
 But the guys are asking in the hour:
 At the same time they remember me,
 Free whether they drink for you!
 We ask you, I and the rest,
 Better than a vain tear
 Drink, drink with us for the steel,
 Our death battered eyes.
 Maybe they have other,
 But brides of all ages,
 that the eyes of all the soldiers of steel,
 It is considered izdaleka.1971
--- a/piosenki/BrindisiWe_have_gather.txt
+++ b/piosenki/BrindisiWe_have_gather.txt
@ -0,0 +1,42 @@
 Brindisi
 We have gathered today
 Glorious day to celebrate!
 Why not heard
 Grace-our song?
 We sing it yourself,
 Sincerely and openly,
 And try, by the way,
 What poured into bottles.
 Let's drink the first glass of
 For past trips,
 For home power,
 For the happy years!
 Let our power grows,
 Let your hands work,
 Let us look younger
 Old men and women!
 And we did not drink,
 And forgotten:
 To our girls
 All were beautiful!
 Let each more
 According to this initiative
 Drink a full glass of
 And half!
 Well wish for yourself
 We are only a little:
 To live in the world we
 Two hundred years went!
 To the Heart
 And would boil force
 And to this period
 Again we did not have enough! 1947
--- a/piosenki/Brindisi_ChristmasMy_f.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Brindisi_ChristmasMy_f.txt
@ -0,0 +1,42 @@
 Brindisi Christmas
 My friend close, my friend, distant,
 Where would you be if not today,
 Raise a glass of crystal
 As fireworks in the night sky.
 Chorus.
 Happy New Year with a new happiness!
 That midnight nastaot.
 Hello, joy, youth, hello,
 Coming day, the New Year!
 Fellow who drink skillfully
 And do not drink even embarrassing.
 We congratulate the winemakers,
 Cooks say thank you!
 Chorus.
 For the love we drink again
 And for the fact that loved us.
 Bright-eyed and girlfriends
 We handed heart forever.
 Chorus.
 We fill our glasses again.
 Do not look at us angrily.
 There is something to remember today,
 And dreams the way open.
 Chorus.
 It would be good to the planet
 All tables together to make
 And all the peoples of the world
 Together sing a song about the world.
 Pripev.1953
--- a/piosenki/Brother_to_the_sun_to_fr.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Brother_to_the_sun_to_fr.txt
@ -0,0 +1,17 @@
 Brother to the sun, to freedom-Немецкий
 Brothers to the sun, to freedom,
 Brother up to the light.
 [Light of the Dark bygone,
 The future of light out! :]
 See how the train of millions
 endless swells from Nachtigem.
 [: Up your longing desire
 Sky and night uberschwillt:]
 Brother, in one now the hands,
 Brother's dying ridiculed:
 [: Eternal slavery to an end
 Heilig the last slot. :] 1918
--- a/piosenki/Buchenwald_alarmPeople.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Buchenwald_alarmPeople.txt
@ -0,0 +1,38 @@
 Buchenwald alarm
 People of the world, stand up for a minute!
 Hear, hear: buzzing on all sides -
 It is distributed in Buchenwald
 The sound of bells, chimes.
 It was revived and strengthened
 The copper hum righteous blood.
 It came to life from the ashes of the victims
 And rose again, and rose again!
 And rose up,
 And rose up,
 And rose again!
 Hundreds of thousands were burned alive
 Built, are under construction in the ranks of a number of series.
 international column
 Speak to us, speak with us.
 Do you hear the thunder?
 This is not a storm, not a hurricane -
 This whirlwind of atomic hug,
 Moans Ocean, the Pacific Ocean.
 It groans,
 it groans
 Pacific Ocean!
 People of the world, stand up for a minute!
 Hear, hear: buzzing on all sides -
 It is distributed in Buchenwald
 The sound of bells, chimes.
 Ringing floats, floats over all the earth,
 And buzzing excitedly ether:
 People of the world, be vigilantly tripled
 Take care of the world, take care of the world!
 Take care,
 Take care,
 Take care of the world!
--- a/piosenki/BuglerDo_not_sleep_bu.txt
+++ b/piosenki/BuglerDo_not_sleep_bu.txt
@ -0,0 +1,32 @@
 Bugler
 Do not sleep, bugler, do not sleep!
 Not still ended the fighting ...
 Of battle we are waiting for the future centuries,
 Two poles and six continents.
 Do not sleep, bugler, do not sleep, bugler, do not sleep!
 And faith in our brotherhood strengthened.
 Betrayal for us the most terrible thing -
 One for all and all for one!
 Call, bugler, call
 There, where great battles were fought.
 You see: scarlet light illumined
 Rises unclimbed Krasnodon.
 Call, bugler, the exploits Call
 In the name of our friendship and love.
 For young starry time has come -
 One for all and all for one!
 Trumpet, trumpeter, trumpet!
 Hope turns away ...
 Bubbles in the copper tube in the throat
 Immortal melody struggle.
 Trumpet, bugler, a great collection of sound!
 We are your loyal subjects.
 Together we are not afraid of anyone!
 One for all and all for one! 1972
--- a/piosenki/Bulgaria_-_RussiaThe_g.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Bulgaria_-_RussiaThe_g.txt
@ -0,0 +1,24 @@
 Bulgaria - Russia
 The gray soldiers' coats brothers in graves lie
 It is their banner of change grandchildren immortal soldiers.
 True to the truth of life, faithful to military glory
 Grandchildren immortal soldiers.
 Bulgaria, Russia and peacefully, and in a battle
 Bulgaria Russia are in the same order.
 Bulgaria Russia under the banner of labor
 Bulgaria Russia we are together forever.
 Fun splashing Maritza, Volga wave of rings.
 Friendship produces wheat, friendship as the song is playing.
 True to the truth of life, faithful to military glory
 Friendship as the song is playing.
 We are in the vast eagle
 Lenin charted route
 The young fighting gusts
 More descendants will.
 True to the truth of life, faithful to military glory
 More descendants will.
--- a/piosenki/Burn_fireOn_the_river.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Burn_fireOn_the_river.txt
@ -0,0 +1,40 @@
 Burn, fire
 On the river bank, in elnichku
 Go, go, go.
 Let's stop,
 we razvedom fire.
 Chagall by Pchelnikov,
 We are marching past the villages,
 Let's stop,
 We play football.
 Chorus:
 Burn, fire, fun, fun.
 Booze, detachment, votes do not regret.
 Fly, our song, fly, our song -
 Through the groves and fields, through the mountains and the sea -
 Until the Kremlin.
 Track our summer,
 Halts the brook -
 Wherever you look - all Homeland
 My love.
 We know from textbooks
 Expanse of his native land,
 But how many days so we go,
 And all - was not spared!
 Chorus.
 And so on the heart praznichno,
 And summer day is good.
 Yellow-eyed daisy,
 And you tsvetosh for us.
 We - a modest, do not rejoice
 We camp the stay.
 But let's say you frankly -
 Great, we live!
 Chorus.
--- a/piosenki/Bute_lead_showersBute_.txt
+++ b/piosenki/Bute_lead_showersBute_.txt
@ -0,0 +1,17 @@
 Bute lead showers
 Bute lead showers,
 We are predicting trouble.
 We are on the shoulders heaved
 And war, and misery.
 Rumbles Civil War
 From dawn to dusk.
 Many trails in the field,
 Only one truth.
 Rumbles Civil War
 From dawn to dusk.
 Many trails in the field,
 Only one truth. 1966
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