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all the peoples,
for a better world and the holy freedom.
To a battle bloody, holy and just,
march, march forward workers people!
To a battle bloody, holy and just,
march, march forward workers people!
The worker still starves nowadays.
Brothers, shall we keep silent?
Can the sight of the gallows
frighten the young eyes
of our brothers at arms?
To a battle bloody, holy and just,
march, march forward workers people!"
Bastards! Murderers! Just you wait!
"We loathe the tyrants' crowns,
we venerate the chains
of the people-martyr.
The thrones covered
with the people's blood
will be reddened with
the blood of our enemies.
To a battle bloody, holy and just,
march, march forward workers people!
To a battle bloody, holy and just,
march, march forward workers people!
The enemy winds are
blowing over our heads.
Black forces are oppressing us.
We entered a deathly
battle with enemies,
unknown fates are awaiting us.
But we will proudly and boldly raise
the banner of the workers' struggle.
The banner of the great
battle of all the peoples,
for a better world and the holy freedom.
To a battle bloody, holy and just,
march, march forward workers people!
To a battle bloody, holy and just,
march, march forward workers people!"
To a battle bloody
holy and just
march, march forward
workers people!
Stand up!
Why don't you stand up?
My mother told me not to.
You eat your bread for nothing,
you can't even strike.
My father used to really
beat me on holidays.
You, your Nobleness, are just
a mongrel compared to him.
Is this the way to beat?
May be he beat you like this?
Not like this.
- And how did he beat?
- Like this.
You bastard!
Help, comrades!
Comrade, let it be gallows,
let we parish
but teach me how to tear with my
teeth the throats of these bastards.
Who told you that I want to perish?
Even together with you.
I want to marry,
I'll put my grandsons to
the socialist University.
Parish
Anyone can parish.
Hold on!
They'll put the noose around your
neck, but you get out of the noose!
The cause is waiting for us out of prison.
If you seriously want to be with us,
the Party will take you.
Not to parish but to vanquish!
Natasha!
First, I'm not Natasha,
it's been half a year already
that I am Maria Ivanovna.
Second, right out of prison and in front
of a stranger, right in the street
Fool!
Fool fool, fool
And where are you going now, Maxim?
I am not allowed to be in St. Petersburg,
nor in Moscow, or in Kiev, Kharkov,
and in other 33 provinces.
So now I will live
between heaven and earth.
And Maxim started to live
between heaven and earth.
"I like to sit in the summer
with a fishing rod over the river
and with a bottle of vodka
and a glass at hand.
And with a bottle of vodka
and a glass at hand.
You'd bait,
cast the line, take a nip
and lie down on the sand.
You'd cast the line, take
a nip and lie down on the sand.
You're lying and fish is biting,
uncertainty has gone.
At times you get so drunk
that you can barely stand up.
At times you get so drunk
that you can barely stand up.
I like to sit in the summer
with a fishing rod over the river
and with a bottle of vodka
and a glass at hand.
And with a bottle of vodka
and a glass at hand.
At times you get so drunk
that you can barely stand up.
You are sitting and the fish is biting,
uncertainty has gone.
At times you get so drunk
that you can barely stand up.
At times you get so drunk
that you can barely stand up."
Go, everyone is there.
"I like to sit in the summer
with a fishing rod"

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