Friendship is most precious


Friendship - all more expensive,
Friendship - is the banner of youth.
All of us have become friends
At the Moscow Peace Festival.
Youth around the globe
We call today for a:

Chorus:
Rise up, my friend,
In our single system,
Meet breasted wind storm!
Peace, peace, peace, peace -
Is the motto of our battle!

The sun shines every -
And you and I, and everyone else.
Youth have the right to
For love, for happiness and glory.
If even today does not cease
Over anxious battle of hearts Earth -

Chorus.

Sea, sea of ​​people -
With the specter of war stubbornly argues.
People, nations, countries -
Let merge the peaceful ocean.
To atomic ash clouds
The sun did not close above the Earth -

Chorus.

/ Orchestral loss /

Pripev.1957