We'll live happier


............. rule (?)
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The power of Stalin's people
Bowed low.

About about mildew showers Yes
Do not suffer us to nighttime,
In the guard band
Let grow mushrooms.

Plum, pear, poplar,
Apple and maple
Opoyashut us field
Green sash.

Tight tree stands
Stalin's ours
From the winds of fences,
As a soldier on guard.

Nedorodny, hot year
We are not enemies Bole:
Lurking meltwater
We Zapasom sea.

If the sky with rain
Will irregularities,
Our cornfields we polom,
Like flowers in the garden.

Carp in our ponds,
Ducks divorce,
And Nightingales in the gardens
Songs flooded.

Let's go through the fields to their -
Breathe freely.
Nowhere is better not to find
Niva grassland.

And the wealth of the countryside
A blossom,
Zazhivom we have fun
And richer by half!