The song of the heart


Whether snow sweeps, whether knocking the windows fall,
Whether spring storm rages -
When we pronounce the name of Lenin -
Lighten our hearts and eyes!

Chorus:
The song of the heart -
How light it pours,
All friends convocation
Like a joyful cry!
A smile to the Motherland,
During the spring sun -
Thank you, Vladimir Ilyich!

Do bugle sings, roars whether ear field
Rings in the sky whether sensitive star -
We hear the call of your voice everywhere,
Flying to us through the storms of the year!

Chorus.

Stand up on the world of the new dawn,
Fortunately for us, the glory of the whole country,
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We have your heart warmed by the fiery,
Your dreams, we give a boost!

Chorus./