| It was recently, in the memory of a log
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| They bent us, forcing us to fall to our knees
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| Picking up everything that lay badly
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| Running under the skin, deadly sting
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| We often did not know what we ourselves were doing
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| Like animals, we were poisoned against each other,
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| And now in amazement and even offended
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| How dare you rise, from where is your leader
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| CHORUS:
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| Fortitude and hardening
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| Crimea, Kaliningrad, Kamchatka
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| We are Russians in fact
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| Our President is Vladimir Putin
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| We were made to believe, they tried impudently
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| Through pseudo-heroes, Nemtsovs, Navalnys
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| That victories are something, and heroes are not holy
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| What is our destiny - sweatshirt, pickle and shovel
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| What slaves, we are inspired by the victims of the system
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| That salvation will come only from Uncle Sam,
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| But not thanks to the forces of the enemy
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| Not inclined, proud, Russia won
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| CHORUS:
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| In vain they threaten war, bribe with money
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| We will live as before, with our brains
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| It is worth remembering the truth, we are eager for someone else
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| What answer can be found, by the way, we have
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| Who is our friend, where is our enemy, this time will judge
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| In general, we are simple and peaceful people,
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| But history and experience nevertheless teaches
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| Armored train to prepare, just in case
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| CHORUS:
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| To be a great country, proud,
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| Together with the wisdom of the people
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| We are strong, understand people
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| Our president is Vladimir Putin. |