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494 B
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22 lines
494 B
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We do not forget the spill gave
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Near Leningrad in lakes,
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Where Lenin gave the species,
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Lenin loved the fire.
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And cherished tent coveted,
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Pine putting patrol.
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There our Ilyich hour before dawn
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His gaze turned to the people.
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And there in the mist glowed white
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The fire of the sacred fire;
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The spark flames flared up,
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Sparked people's hearts.
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We love the edge of the Lake Blue,
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We appreciate Lenin spill:
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Here Lenin was thinking about Russia,
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On the bright happiness of the whole earth. |