33 lines
666 B
Plaintext
33 lines
666 B
Plaintext
Komsomol youth
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Over the green earth
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Scatters the dawn gilding,
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And your youth
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Restless sun rises.
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Ahead of you
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Nepochatov lot of work,
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Dear friends,
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Hard-working people tousled.
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I do not want any comfort,
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Neither heated comfortable bed,
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I want to breed
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In the hills of unknown fires.
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I would like to go
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For distant terrestrial parallels.
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Build cities in a different, my Angara.
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Komsomol youth
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Do you not know the rest,
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And any edge
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As the assault was leaving forever.
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What would not we have done,
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We are always in a good few,
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And lead us forward
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Restless our star.
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What would not we have done,
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We are always in a good few,
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And lead us forward
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Restless our star. |