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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required They’re entering my place And they will ask no question I’ll understand through days They took my world with action Of thousands high-boots Of coloures of the martial The God won’t help they’re rude And everybody’s marshal. They step with bayonets They say they carry freedom Their hearts are full of weeds And only blood can feed’em. There’s madness nothing more In their eyes of bastards Oh misers, but what for Their freedom? They are masters. There’s freedom in their hands That goal of any soldier The battle never ends Give them Satrap – the Holder. But I can’t understand When you destroy all tyrants Where will you send my friend Your liberty with violence? The snow will fall again The faith will die tomorrow Nero has brought the pain, But Robespierre – the horror. Ivan is not so bad And terrible and risking As Hitler with his herd In Forty One, say, is he? The Wise has said that we Get knowledge in comparison The fire runs you see The tyrant fell, just listen The Fatherland is cried Hang cruel tyrant! Hit him! Hey people see he’s dead For better goal for freedom. And soldier washed his hands The page has turned it’s boring The battle never end Oh soldier where you’re going? TV will give you fame The Press will not be silent, But who deserves this name The name of cruel tyrant? The One whose different ways Are hard and complicated Who gave us the sun rays The stars these are so splendid. Who doesn’t let to kill So what if we have reason Who’s making us to feel To love in any season. Let’s cast Him out from throne His bondage of the tyrant We’re lucky He has gone, Of course, He was so silent. I think we will destroy His buildings to the ground No words just shoot for joy Rise flag we won this round. We won we won again The peace is reached forever We have love of the gain We have it we are clever. The wounds are healed, the debt Is paid we are just hit Him Don’t ask me what is left? – The tyrant naming Freedom!
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