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42 lines
734 B
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Cossack song about Stalin
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Going kazachenki,
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Gathered at dawn,
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Duma to think more
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On a collective farm in the yard.
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If we now guys,
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Visiting Stalin's call,
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Stalin to his native
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All the wealth of show.
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Show would boast
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Our grasp of combat:
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- Come, Comrade Stalin,
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Come, my dear father.
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We will send you towards
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Stakhanovite all fields
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We give jigits brave
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The best horses.
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Will go through the field -
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Admire the pure,
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As bread flowery May
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Wash with dew.
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Will you go - you'll see,
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On a collective farm in the yard
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Our children thrive
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Scarlet poppies at dawn.
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On the big feast Cossack
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Our girls will sing,
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Decorate airplanes,
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Silk sky razoshyut.
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High Kazbek
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To the Caspian shores
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Pours life, you warm up,
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Life Soviet kazakov.1937 |