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32 lines
897 B
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Lenin's mountains
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Friends, I love Lenin Hills,
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There's a well-dawn meeting together,
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Moscow visible wonderful expanse
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With the steep heights for many miles around.
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Guard the pipe factory,
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And over the Kremlin dawn blue.
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Hope of the World, the heart of all Russia -
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Moscow - the capital, Moscow, my!
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When ascend to the Lenin Hills,
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It captures the spirit of the proud height.
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In all its glory will appear our eyes
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The great city of dreams come true.
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In the distance the lights are shining gold,
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Schumi over us young foliage ...
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Hope of the World, the heart of all Russia -
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Moscow - the capital, Moscow, my!
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Now deserted Lenin Hills,
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But building flags are twisted in the wind,
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Here, the body will ascend to the sky,
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Students come here in the morning.
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We recall our years young
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And our songs are proud words.
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Hope of the World, the heart of all Russia -
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Moscow - the capital, Moscow, my! 1949 |