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Ulyanovsk on the evening caressing
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Ulyanovsk on the evening caressing
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In the sky of stars lit ...
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We will guide you on Ulyanovsk
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Where Ilyich often held.
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It smells of the Volga,
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It smells of the lime trees,
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Steamboat yelled away ...
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You and I, my friend, good fortune
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Live at Ilyich home.
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In the years of long ago, in the distant days
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Here, over the river at an early hour
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He could see the lights high -
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Those that are seen us now.
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And no wonder we remembered it:
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What a storm passed! How many storms!
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What did Lenin - is celebrated!
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That conceived it - has come true!
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You see, the asterisk falls into the Volga?
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Good to wander by the river ...
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In a special heart happy
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What we countrymen ...
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It smells of the Volga,
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It smells of the lime trees,
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Steamboat yelled away ...
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You and I, my friend, good fortune
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Live at Ilyich home.
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Ulyanovsk on the evening caressing
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In the sky of stars lit ...
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We will guide you on Ulyanovsk
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Where Ilyich often held.
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Homeland knows us Ulyanovsk!
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And we want one -
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And in his work, and in their own backyard
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To be like him! 1950 |