przemowoAnalizator/piosenki/Beat_with_planes_skyTh.txt
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Beat with planes sky
Throw think the generals,
About march on Moscow:
From the Caucasus to Lake Baikal
Spaced you a piece!
Chorus:
Hit the sky, airplanes,
Croy, the soldiers, all the bayonets!
Scribbling machine guns,
Go to fight the Bolsheviks!
We shall cope with any bedoyu,
All enemies scatter in the smoke.
We are not an inch of their land
No one will not give!
Chorus.
Our army - made of steel,
Our song is simple:
Dear Comrade Stalin,
Do not come no one from the post!
Pripev.1935