36 lines
774 B
Plaintext
36 lines
774 B
Plaintext
Song of the Chekists
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To give more steel blast furnace,
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To be born juicy grapes,
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To calm our children are asleep,
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These people never sleep.
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These people are modest, not eloquent,
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We do not know all their names.
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But not for nothing that the best security officers
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Martial wear Order.
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Chorus:
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our intelligence - all the people,
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The enemy will not pass the border.
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And if passed, it will get
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A tight rein!
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To our songs did not cease,
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To know our sad loss,
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To calm our children are asleep,
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These people never sleep.
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Nowadays, cloudless and clean,
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Do not let them overshadow the enemy.
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And as our sharp-eyed KGB
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We will all always on the lookout!
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Chorus:
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our intelligence - all the people,
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The enemy will not pass the border.
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And if passed, it will get
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A tight rein! 1938 |