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Farewell, America!
| (Alexander Matlin)
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Farewell, my native land!
| Goodbye, America! That's
| Over the continent will shine
| Socialism sky.
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From San Diego to Detroit
| From Idaho to Tennessee
| We have ours, we construct a new world,
| How to Soviet, in Russia.
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| Down with capitalism, slavery!
| We have no doubt and interference
| Redistribute wealth,
| To make it equally to all.
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| She sent
| All the children could.
| Do not be poor and rich,
| The poor will all but equal.
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| We relocate to the goal without wavering,
| Oh our aspirations are close
| Already built in columns
| Acorn 'a nice shelf.
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| Sound signal: forward, to the hope!
| The people rejoice: Yes, we can!
| And modest OH in a simple dress
| We are on the horizon of change
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| Leads. No need to ponder:
| He keeps his hand on the handlebars.
| We extend a hand of friendship
| Venezuela Hezbole,
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| Hamas, North Korea,
| Iran, Cuba - all in a row.
| We apologize, pokrasneem,
| And we probably forgive.
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| We have to feed them - all, of course,
| (For more, We have no enemies),
| And will love us sincerely
| The whole world is hungry, and slaves.
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| It will not be our way back,
| We are as one, go ahead.
| We shall all be treated free of charge,
| To zdorovel our people
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| We would all love each other,
| His, mother, - adore.
| We ban and oil, and coal,
| The planet is so as not to clog.
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| In an effort to persistent
| Kill the evil of capitalism
| We'll stop global warming -
| Evermore.
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| And there will be kids everywhere
| Verse chorus say
| Native leader for childhood
| Happy thanks.
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| Would not worship people
| Extralegal gods.
| In particularly honored to be
| His religion - Islam.
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| Neither Christianity nor Judaism
| Do not be a run.
| A CIA slot mischief,
| We just betray justice.
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| And after - we are in the winning jingle
| Enemies will start smashing hawking,
| Entrenched in secret at the Pentagon
| And on TV, a channel Fox.
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| Our victorious Wounds
| Will pass like a dream, will descend like snow,
| And all the Republicans will,
| Socialists ever.
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| Everything will be happy to passion
| Myself and love without shame.
| And if someone will not be happy -
| Only themselves to blame.
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| The sky gets dark, the stars shine
| Frost-bound flow of rivers.
| Beats and chill: Is late
| Stop the madness running?
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| How do we not hiding, again we
| Beast of Socialism.
| Everything is so familiar! So clear!
| Another run? Where to now?
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GOODBYE, AMERICA !
| (translated by Ilya Kazakov)
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Goodbye, America , my country!
| Goodbye, my dearest, goodbye.
| Above our heads is rising sultry,
| Socialistic crimson sky.
From Western lands to the Eastern border
| From Northern lakes to Florida estates
| We will create a better social order
| Just like the one they had in the Soviet states.
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Denounce profits, where they abound!
| With neither doubt nor redundant care
| We'll redistribute wealth around
| So everyone enjoys an equal share!
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For all the people of this sunny nation
| We'll moderate an equal monthly pay.
| By way of total wealth elimination.
| We'll all get poor. Poor, but the same!
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We strive towards this noble goal untiring.
| We are so close, we're sure almost there.
| Already numerous Acorn battalions
| Are waiting for the final signal flare.
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| Acorn' .
And then we heard HIS voice elated:
| "The hope!", "The change", and "Yes, we can!"
| HE, neatly dressed, for stardom slated,
| To build this land anew began.
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| : Yes, we can!
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Aside cast doubts, qualms, and fears
| HIS hand steers firmly towards the sun.
| For us... We shall extend a hand to peers:
| Iran , Al-Qaida , Cuba , Taliban.
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Venezuela, China , North Korea
| Hamas and Burma , and everyone else.
| We'll blush, apologize. For this idea
| They will forgive us our offense.
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We'll feed them all, of course no strings attaching.
| (They're our foes no more just so you know).
| And then at last, our behavior so touching,
| The world will love us dearly once more.
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There won't be turning back allowed
| We'll press ahead together, no dissent.
| We'll treat the sick for free of charge, no doubt
| To keep the workforce healthy and content.
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We'll love ourselves and one another.
| For godly deeds, we'll simply worship HIM.
| Instead of burning oil and coal we rather
| Should keep this country and the planet green.
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While stubbornly ahead we're storming
| The evil of capitalism killing,
| We'll stop the spread of global warming
| And heat producing shameless profiteering.
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Let children of this people's nation
| Recite aloud cheerful hoorays.
| And thank their leader with exhilaration
| For childhood full of happy, sunny days.
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No more of unapproved persuasions.
| No more of undesirable qualms.
| We'll come to love with utter adulation
| HIS own, true religion - Islam.
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We won't have need for Christ or Moses
| What purpose do they now have for us?
| And the CIA that trouble causes
| We'll simply throw under the bus.
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And then, atop white horses riding,
| We'll crush the villains at their crux.
| Who secretly in Pentagon are hiding,
| And on TV, on the channel Fox.
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| TV, Fox.
The parties' quarrels irritating
| Will melt like a snow on a grassy knoll
| With all Republicans rotating
| To "socialistas" once and for all.
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We'll all be happy and ecstatic
| Ourselves and neighbors loving while.
| And if you're not... Well, there's the Arctic
| Where one may end up in exile.
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The sky gets dark, the night is scary.
| A frost chained any glimpse of thought.
| It's cold and we're feeling wary...
| Can't we stop madness's onslaught?
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We ran from it, yet again it's shown
| In Socialism's ugly scowl.
| It's so familiar, so known.
| Shall we run again? But where now?
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