Song about Moscow


Whatever I may be back in the edge,
Whatever I was going party
I see my native capital
And I hear the voice of the living.
Moscow sun is burning everywhere,
Throughout its rays pours.
No wonder the city of Madrid Spain
Moscow sings songs!
Moscow inspires all of us
And learn to work and live.
And the one who visited Moscow at least once
It will not be able pozybyt!
In it the power of the people living in it, Stalin
And our joy is clear to him,
And everywhere we called ahead and forward
His martial deeds!
And no matter how much the enemy did not dream about the war,
A new bloody path,
According to our capital city, in our country
He would never pass!
Whatever I may be back in the edge,
Whatever I was going party
I see my native capital
And I hear the voice of the living.


1938