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International - Интернационал - Польский
Anathema, uprisings, people of the land,
Rise, Where you bothering gl? d.
Think again gleams radiant
today leads us to the b? j and labor.
Trace of our past mighty hand sweeps,
Let the tyrant a blow shakes!
We move jobs from a block of the world,
Like today - tomorrow all of us!
pripiew
B? J it is our (will be) the last,
bloody runs out trouble
when our fraternal relationship
be the human hands d.
We do not look like us mercy
of judgment? In God, the tsarist (ili - Lord's) rights.
With their own right take to give
and willingly turns itself deliver!
Let the fire in the forge of our gushes,
before it gets cold - they shall beat in steel,
to the chain fell free spirit,
and the house of bondage - destroy and burn!
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Who lead the world arbitrarily
winding Lowie factories, mines, smelters
that are strong that everyone steals
wealth, kt? re creating people.
In this band of the safe
gold melted in a bloody sweat
the property of us go the whole
receivables as right turn.
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Government oppresses us, lie against the law,
Tax Assessment? burden in pregnant us
and the rights of our derision August
the one who lives alone with lawlessness.
But in August supercharge bloody hurt,
when r? EFFICIENCY create a new track,
without obowiazk? it is not in the law,
r? wnych - hands happiness wny world.
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Hypocrisy swindler? In, the governments executioner
challenges as rzucim cry,
which forces the ranks of the fraternal people:
Hey, flask at g? Re, break the order.
And a soldier, knowing against whom,
and who fights for a better fate,
bratob? jczego perpetrators of the vulva
Tomorrow mortal blow tasks.
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Today the working people of the village and city
in their unity creates strength,
what is the breadth of the earth grows
like dawn breaking age in a night.
Down parasite? Sepi in the lineage,
do you not quite zero of our bodies?
When the people you bloody claws steppe
day happiness will last forever.
pripiew