przemowoAnalizator/piosenki/Sharpened_pieces_(Навостр.txt
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Sharpened pieces (Навострим косы) - Словенский
sharpened pieces
Sharpened pieces already ear matures,
already reaping time has come!
Let the steel sing, the song echoes,
sanded pieces is ripe ear!
In the fight for the freedom of life!
it is a call from village to village,
because on the waiting captivity, suffering,
for us more choices no other!
At a grunt Bank has long sit,
interest and taxes we drink blood,
from blisters to our leech breeding,
vain farmer sweats and the suffering.
Oh, hear us we are sold,
oj farmer senses are, Miss;
Now plug to rest, only to pile all the serfs,
sanded pieces Hajd on!
Somewhere in the country, where there is freedom,
where happiness enjoyed by the worker, the farmer,
there is not a farmer pinches no gentleman
who works effortlessly enjoy this flower.
We are your brothers by birth,
oj farmers only hour on the planet!
Our time has come, given the East,
harvest is already ripe, guns in hand!