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Song about Lazo
When sleep native Primorye
And just to make not sleep -
And the terrible sea, and smoky hill
About him in silence speak.
We know that in the coming battles tirelessly
Rattle our glory about it.
Sing about Lazo, old guerrillas,
About Valor our sing!
No torture cruel, no blood, no ashes
It could not intimidate.
In it, our young husband and strengthened,
When the violence waged!
He did not flinch, flames enveloped the furnace:
- Native Primorye, goodbye! -
But it will be payback Privolny, rich,
In the battles won by land!
From the farthest outpost of the taiga
The stars guiding Kremlin
Let there be immortal covered with glory
Great is our land! 1938