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The Battle is Going Again

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Gaze upon the red banner.
It shall lead us, every step.
Hear the sounds of fierce attacks
Echoing throughout the land!
 
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The battle is going again,
And tension fills every heart!
And Lenin is young once again!
The youth of October take the lead!
 
The knowledge spreads everywhere.
Oh, have faith in us, fathers!
We shall bring about new victories,
We shall take up arms to fight!
 
Refrain
 
Expect no mercy from the gods,
There is no one up on high.
It's up to us, the working people,
To fight alone for the truth!
 
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The world is scourged by death,
By both wealth and poverty.
We, the youth, shall fight for freedom!
We shall build a better world!
 
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Victory Day

Victory Day was so far away from us,
Like an ember in an extinct bonfire.
We have walked plenty of dusty and burnt miles,
With tremendous efforts we were bringing Victory Day closer.
 
Victory Day smells of gunpowder
This is the holiday with grey temples
And joy mixed up with tears.
Victory Day, Victory Day, Victory Day!
 
Our Motherland worked hard
At Martin furnaces night and day.
Night and day we were fighting a difficult battle
Bringing Victory Day closer.
 
Victory Day smells of gunpowder
This is the holiday with grey temples
And joy mixed up with tears.
Victory Day, Victory Day, Victory Day!
 
Hello, Mom, we are not all back home.
I would like to run barefoot through the dew.
We have walked half of Europe, half of Earth,
Bringing Victory Day closer.
 
Victory Day smells of gunpowder
This is the holiday with grey temples
And joy mixed up with tears.
Victory Day, Victory Day, Victory Day!
 

Earth's Gravity

How boundless is Earth's gravity,
Fields' gravity and that of the sad willows,
All the roads that we passed along in childhood,
And the roads that we still have to pass.
 
There are high mountains,
There is vast steppe,
Winds fly and raise dust
On country roads.
We are the children of the Galaxy,
But, most importantly,
We are your children,
Our beloved Earth!
 
Fields' gravity, gardens' gravity,
And those of sunsets and pine-trees In fluffy snow.
Small villages' gravity, big cities' gravity
And that of the night bonfire on the empty beach.
 
There are high mountains,
There is boundless steppe,
Winds fly and raise dust
On country roads.
We are the children of the Galaxy,
But, most importantly,
We are your children,
Our beloved Earth!
 
This order of things will not change.
Earth's gravity will overtake me
And I will recall the gravity of my darling
In the distant window.
 
There are high mountains,
There is boundless steppe,
Winds fly and raise dust
On country roads.
We are the children of the Galaxy,
But, most importantly,
We are your children,
Our beloved Earth!
 

Moscow, you're my hope, Moscow, you're my joy

We hear the echo of the old parade,
We dream of the routes of the main attack,
Moscow, you're my hope, Moscow, you're my joy
In the soldier's heart - you are, my Moscow.
 
We have reached honestly our suffered victory,
Betrayed to a holy consanguinity,
In every new home, in every new song
Remember those who left for the battle for Moscow.
 
Gray overcoats. Russian talents.
Shining of blue of unbiased eyes
On the plains of snow young cadets are standing.
Immortality began. Life was broken off.
 
I do not need anything in this ancient world -
Just that in the hard times you will be alive,
Moscow, you're my hope, Moscow, you're my joy,
In every Russian heart you, you are, my Moscow.
Moscow, you're my hope, Moscow, you're my joy
In every Russian heart you, you are, my Moscow.
 
Everything what happened, our children will remember,
All that we have lost, and what have saved for them,
I wish you to remain the best on the planet,
The most fair and just city of the Earth.
 
Quivering looks of our old streets,
Strict lyrics of our young songs,
Moscow, you're my hope, Moscow, you're my joy
In each of our hearts you are, my Moscow.
 
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