Dorozhen'ka


        In pure Polyushko visible Dorozhen'ka
        All trodden to yellow sand.
        Life is good, like the sun, it is clear -
        Will not return to us any grief or sadness.
        Are spread out over the river fog,
        Clean dew fell on the grass.
        I'll wear your burgundy sundress,
        I have a raspberry - red berries - Narva.
        Young cheerful but passed.
        Will not return to us any grief or trouble.
        I do my work, proud of glory:
        I Udarnitsa collective farm labor.
        In pure Polyushko Dorozhen'ka beds,
        Like a large strip of light.
        Rassvetlym Dorozhen'ka-light shineth
        And it leads to a win-wonders.
        Who kolkhoz paved track,
        Who paved the collective-farm path?
        This paved the path to us by Lenin,
        It was Stalin who paved our path.
        We are on the light on Dorozhen'ka stand.
        We stand for happiness and for life thank.
        Like green after the first rain
        We are growing and moving forward.
        And for that, for the great leader
        Our glory, our songs, our honor. 1939