Marsh female teams


Come, come, funny girlfriend,
The country is like a mother calling us and loves us!
Everywhere need caring hands
And our Master, warm female eye.

Chorus:
Come on, girls! Well, the beauty!
Let us sing about the country!
And let the song sounding glorified
Among the heroes of our names!

For us, the way discovered everything,
And his bow brings us to the earth.
Grow flowers and children are happy,
/avt.:Ne nothing we grow flowers and children /
And ears fat fields!

Chorus.

Gardens, forests and factories, and fields -
/avt.:I cities and factories, and fields - /
All this is our home, and sweet home.
Let the new day will overtake the day yesterday
His cheerful, joyful work!

Chorus.

Rusty, the country where the will of a single
The peoples of all merged into one nation!
Flowers, a country where a woman with a man
In some series, free, talking!

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