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858 B
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37 lines
858 B
Plaintext
Red bird
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We pass large ways,
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Before us all leaning.
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Dear, precious name
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We are on the wings of the world bear!
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Through the heat, through a blizzard and a snowstorm,
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Through the fog and ice and snow
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We pass to the target,
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And it is always us the road!
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Chorus:
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The slurry from the sun, red bird,
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The joy and pride of the Soviet country!
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We will always strive forward,
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Stalin will of a single strong!
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To deep celestial spaces
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Darling of the capital, Moscow,
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We are under the roar of the engines of the Soviet
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Rises into the blue heights!
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Chorus.
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And the country that gives birth to heroes
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What courage and boldness raises,
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The happiness of the world will be able to build,
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And in work, and in the battle to win!
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Chorus.
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In every hour and at any moment
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We give life for the Motherland!
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We go triumphantly along the route,
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And Stalinist we will win! 1937 |