Communism proud spring


Dawn rises over the ocean of bread,
Dawn lit expanse of flowing rivers;
I am proud that I was born under this sky,
I am proud that I was a Soviet man!
My people of the land sung,
working the land, love and karasoty;
Revealed to us the distant planet,
True high place.

Chorus:
The birthplace of the great, as the time
Proud of communism's spring!
Glory Forever Bright,
wise,
immortal,
Forever young Country!


We praise the work of our wand,
Blooming gardens, krupneyut city
And we have no one to put on your knees
Not able for anything ever!
We praise the life, the future for us,
Sailing towards the sun globe,
And proudly fluttering Leninist banner
Over our wonderful country!

Pripev.1962