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…" ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Оставайся голодным на английском - текст Бобик в гостях у Барбоса на английском - текст Рэмбо 3 на английском - текст Братья Блюз на английском - текст Леди Джейн на английском |