Текст песни Военное положение - Горький

The city of Gorky - a city of labor glory
Where they were born and have lived our grandfathers, fathers.
The historic center, sleeping enclaves
Volga and the Oka, the two rivers two sides.

Here I was born and you are in the working area,
Multistory ghettos - this is your house.
Raised honest, proletarian law
You're used to making labor alone.

The city of Gorky - the city of happiness and pain,
Pride in the class, the working spirit.
Here, every brick went through the corn
Working hand!

Automobile - city cars
The spirit of the era tips as if through water hoses.
How many hopes invested our grandfathers,
To build here his red Detroid

Sormovo, Lenin, street barricades
These are the areas of the proletarian anger.
It forces workers and Red soldiers
Fought in the name of a new victory!

Shcherbinka, Pechora a belief in themselves
In the general case each make their labor.
Kanavino, Gordeevka and certainly Meschera
Solidarity and pride will never die.

Each area as a symbol of the era,
As the voice of a great idea,
Before the collapse of the Union and restructuring
Who lived in the minds of generations!