Текст песни Сталинские песни - Новый год. Сталин думает о нас

In the Trans-Baikal region sweep snow,
Playing dashing wind snowflakes.
Daurian hills, Manchu honeydew
I will never forget the "special" trip.

Above the quiet wilderness with a white bird,
On a peace hut purple smoke.
Goodbye, Baikal! Goodbye village!
The soldiers defended the Soviet East.

For our country, the victory in front of us,
For our towns and villages for us -
From young to old grandson grandfather -
And we are not afraid of any war.

The enemies run away from the red border,
We dance, snowflake, play, wind!
Goodbye, Baikal! Goodbye village!
The soldiers defended the Soviet East!