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Russia in the middle of fields
Russia in the middle of fields
There is a collective village.
Famous, famous
There are many grown.
To us here at the harvest festival
Dear guests come.
All different, they have names.
The names they are different, and the name of one!
Who in our village was born,
All Petrovs name.
Admirals, generals -
From the village are the sort!
Moscow hurry laureates
Visit their native huts.
Do not come one diplomat -
He is now at the assembly abroad, they say.
Dust swirls on the road -
This ride countrymen:
Tractor drivers, machinists
Look into the distance out of hand.
Here, for all wide expanse,
We meet guests with bread and salt.
Stalingrad hero ahead
And behind it, our girls with medals on his chest.
Russia in the middle of fields
There is a collective village.
Famous, famous
There are many grown.
These people - the wealth of the motherland!
Inviolability of their great brotherhood!
All different, they have names.
The names they are different,
Sun-Rodina one! 1949