Антоха МС - Пой
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A gray cloud spreads across the sky
Evil
But with us time passes with him
Everything passes
With strength and soul we preserve
Yours
We illuminate with our birth light
Good

Sing, dear man
Cherish, dear, the goal of the drill
Work wound pain
Poems, purity
Build, a native man
Image of combat working life

Where to disappear
What-what-what to look for
The light is given to stand for the answer
It's time for us to know the problem
To go forward
Your brother is waiting
Through long efforts, labor leads to victory.
Through the mountains of trials we cherish the sunrise of the day
In the ranks of fate
Your turn
I am controlled by the natural source
Where is the management wise approach?
My brother, brother
Rubber doesn't count
Here's your answer: it's your turn

Sing, dear man
Cherish, dear, the goal of the drill
Work wound pain
Poems, purity
Build, a native man
Image of combat working life