Текст песни Узники Совести - Гуляй-поле

Gulyaypole
Dead by shrapnel and drowned in the Sivash,
And we spent the night in the pouring rain.
If something somewhere before we had with the lads,
You forgive us, the people, and we'll podnazhmёm.
And we have met the enemy with a smile curve,
And we had a machine gun and mother, and father.
And bayonets stabbed mercilessly we,
So that someone else's blood floated face.
Chorus:
Uh-uh, hey, Gulyaypole!
Uh-uh, hey, go for a walk! Walk!
Doh for our oppression of proletarian and bourgeois,
And the authorities, we do not allow anyone.
On the carts across the steppe we move forward,
And the banner of black danced in the wind.
Tricolor burned, so it's time red,
We do not tolerate the oppressors at home.
And the bastard half his coat torn,
We will not surrender bastards darling village!
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