Текст песни Песни российского пролетариата - Наш паровоз

We are children of those who are advancing
The white troops,
Who locomotives left,
Going to the barricades.

Our locomotive, forward fly!
In the commune stop.
There is no other way we,
In the hands of our rifle.

Among us there are children, sons,
What were fathers together.
Enemies we will send your projectile
Grief single place.

Our locomotive, forward fly!
In the commune stop.
There is no other way we,
In the hands of our rifle.

And in the depths of our workshops
Kuom, plane, chop,
Not hard at his hands:
We work like a factory.

Our locomotive, forward fly!
In the commune stop.
There is no other way we,
In the hands of our rifle.

Our engine we bring to bear
This is who we need.
And let will create only the front,
Let's go beat the enemies together.

Our locomotive, forward fly!
In the commune stop.
There is no other way we,
In the hands of our rifle.