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| | '''La Marseillaise''' is the current [[France|French]] national anthem. It was written by [[Rouget de Lisle]] during the [[French Revolution]]. A Russian version of it also acted as the anthem for the [[Bolsheviks]] until [[The Internationale]] was written. | | '''La Marseillaise''' is the current [[France|French]] national anthem. It was written by [[Rouget de Lisle]] during the [[French Revolution]]. A Russian version of it also acted as the anthem for the [[Bolsheviks]] until [[The Internationale]] was written. |
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| | + | ==Original== |
| | + | ;French lyrics |
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| | + | Allons enfants de la Patrie, |
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| | + | Le jour de gloire est arrivé! |
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| | + | Contre nous de la tyrannie |
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| | + | L'étendard sanglant est levé, (bis) |
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| | + | Entendez-vous dans les campagnes |
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| | + | Mugir ces féroces soldats? |
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| | + | Ils viennent jusque dans vos bras |
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| | + | Égorger vos fils, vos compagnes! |
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| | + | Aux armes, citoyens, |
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| | + | Formez vos bataillons, |
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| | + | Marchons, marchons! |
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| | + | Qu'un sang impur |
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| | + | Abreuve nos sillons! |
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| | + | Que veut cette horde d'esclaves, |
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| | + | De traîtres, de rois conjurés? |
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| | + | Pour qui ces ignobles entraves, |
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| | + | Ces fers dès longtemps préparés? (bis) |
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| | + | Français, pour nous, ah! quel outrage |
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| | + | Quels transports il doit exciter! |
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| | + | C'est nous qu'on ose méditer |
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| | + | De rendre à l'antique esclavage! |
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| | + | Aux armes, citoyens ... |
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| | + | Quoi! des cohortes étrangères |
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| | + | Feraient la loi dans nos foyers! |
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| | + | Quoi! Ces phalanges mercenaires |
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| | + | Terrasseraient nos fiers guerriers! (bis) |
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| | + | Grand Dieu! Par des mains enchaînées |
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| | + | Nos fronts sous le joug se ploieraient |
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| | + | De vils despotes deviendraient |
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| | + | Les maîtres de nos destinées! |
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| | + | Aux armes, citoyens ... |
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| | + | Tremblez, tyrans et vous perfides |
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| | + | L'opprobre de tous les partis, |
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| | + | Tremblez! vos projets parricides |
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| | + | Vont enfin recevoir leurs prix! (bis) |
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| | + | Tout est soldat pour vous combattre, |
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| | + | S'ils tombent, nos jeunes héros, |
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| | + | La terre en produit de nouveaux, |
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| | + | Contre vous tout prêts à se battre! |
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| | + | Aux armes, citoyens ... |
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| | + | Français, en guerriers magnanimes, |
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| | + | Portez ou retenez vos coups! |
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| | + | Épargnez ces tristes victimes, |
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| | + | À regret s'armant contre nous. (bis) |
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| | + | Mais ces despotes sanguinaires, |
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| | + | Mais ces complices de Bouillé, |
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| | + | Tous ces tigres qui, sans pitié, |
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| | + | Déchirent le sein de leur mère! |
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| | + | Aux armes, citoyens ... |
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| | + | Amour sacré de la Patrie, |
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| | + | Conduis, soutiens nos bras vengeurs |
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| | + | Liberté, Liberté chérie, |
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| | + | Combats avec tes défenseurs! (bis) |
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| | + | Sous nos drapeaux que la victoire |
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| | + | Accoure à tes mâles accents, |
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| | + | Que tes ennemis expirants |
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| | + | Voient ton triomphe et notre gloire! |
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| | + | Aux armes, citoyens ... |
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| | + | (Couplet des enfants) |
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| | + | Nous entrerons dans la carrière |
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| | + | Quand nos aînés n'y seront plus, |
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| | + | Nous y trouverons leur poussière |
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| | + | Et la trace de leurs vertus (bis) |
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| | + | Bien moins jaloux de leur survivre |
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| | + | Que de partager leur cercueil, |
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| | + | Nous aurons le sublime orgueil |
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| | + | De les venger ou de les suivre |
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| | + | Aux armes, citoyens ... |
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| | + | ;English translation |
| | + | Arise, children of the Fatherland, |
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| | + | The day of glory has arrived! |
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| | + | Against us, tyranny's |
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| | + | Bloody standard is raised, (repeat) |
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| | + | Do you hear, in the countryside, |
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| | + | The roar of those ferocious soldiers? |
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| | + | They're coming right into your arms |
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| | + | To cut the throats of your sons, your women! |
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| | + | To arms, citizens, |
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| | + | Form your battalions, |
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| | + | Let's march, let's march! |
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| | + | Let an impure blood |
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| | + | Water our furrows! |
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| | + | What does this horde of slaves, |
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| | + | Of traitors and conspiring kings want? |
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| | + | For whom have these vile chains, |
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| | + | These irons, been long prepared? (repeat) |
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| | + | Frenchmen, for us, ah! What outrage |
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| | + | What furious action it must arouse! |
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| | + | It is to us they dare plan |
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| | + | A return to the old slavery! |
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| | + | To arms, citizens ... |
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| | + | What! Foreign cohorts |
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| | + | Would make the law in our homes! |
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| | + | What! These mercenary phalanxes |
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| | + | Would strike down our proud warriors! (repeat) |
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| | + | Great God! By chained hands |
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| | + | Our brows would yield under the yoke! |
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| | + | Vile despots would themselves become |
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| | + | The masters of our destinies! |
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| | + | To arms, citizens ... |
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| | + | Tremble, tyrants and you traitors |
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| | + | The shame of all parties, |
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| | + | Tremble! Your parricidal schemes |
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| | + | Will finally receive their prize! (repeat) |
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| | + | Everyone is a soldier to combat you, |
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| | + | If they fall, our young heroes, |
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| | + | Will be produced anew from the ground, |
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| | + | Ready to fight against you! |
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| | + | To arms, citizens ... |
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| | + | Frenchmen, as magnanimous warriors, |
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| | + | Bear or hold back your blows! |
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| | + | Spare those sorry victims, |
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| | + | For regretfully arming against us. (repeat) |
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| | + | But these bloodthirsty despots, |
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| | + | These accomplices of Bouillé, |
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| | + | All these tigers who mercilessly |
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| | + | Tear apart their mother's breast! |
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| | + | To arms, citizens ... |
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| | + | Sacred love of the Fatherland, |
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| | + | Lead, support our avenging arms |
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| | + | Liberty, cherished Liberty, |
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| | + | Fight with thy defenders! (repeat) |
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| | + | Under our flags may victory |
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| | + | Hurry to thy manly accents, |
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| | + | So that thy expiring enemies |
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| | + | See thy triumph and our glory! |
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| | + | To arms, citizens ... |
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| | + | (Children's Verse) |
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| | + | We shall enter the (military) career |
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| | + | When our elders are no longer there, |
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| | + | There we shall find their dust |
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| | + | And the trace of their virtues (repeat) |
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| | + | Much less keen to survive them |
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| | + | Than to share their coffins, |
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| | + | We shall have the sublime pride |
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| | + | To avenge or follow them. |
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| | + | To arms, citizens ... |
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| | + | ==Worker's Marseillaise== |
| | + | ;Russian |
| | + | Отречёмся от старого мира! |
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| | + | Отряхнём его прах с наших ног! |
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| | + | Нам враждебны златые кумиры; |
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| | + | Ненавистен нам царский чертог! |
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| | + | Мы пойдём в ряды страждущих братий, |
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| | + | Мы к голодному люду пойдём; |
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| | + | С ним пошлём мы злодеям проклятья, |
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| | + | На борьбу мы его поведём: |
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| | + | ''Refrain'' |
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| | + | Вставай, подымайся, рабочий народ! |
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| | + | Вставай на врагов, брат голодный! |
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| | + | Раздайся, крик мести народной! |
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| | + | Вперёд! Вперёд! Вперёд! Вперёд! Вперёд! |
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| | + | Богачи, кулаки жадной сворой |
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| | + | Расхищают тяжёлый твой труд, |
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| | + | Твоим потом жиреют обжоры; |
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| | + | Твой последний кусок они рвут. |
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| | + | Голодай, чтоб они пировали! |
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| | + | Голодай, чтоб в игре биржевой |
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| | + | Они совесть и честь продавали, |
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| | + | Чтоб ругались они над тобой! |
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| | + | ''Refrain'' |
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| | + | Тебе отдых – одна лишь могила! |
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| | + | Каждый день – недоимку готовь; |
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| | + | Царь-вампир из тебя тянет жилы; |
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| | + | Царь-вампир пьёт народную кровь! |
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| | + | Ему нужны для войска солдаты: |
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| | + | Подавай же сюда сыновей! |
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| | + | Ему нужны пиры да палаты: |
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| | + | Подавай ему крови твоей! |
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| | + | ''Refrain'' |
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| | + | Не довольно ли вечного горя? |
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| | + | Встанем, братья, повсюду зараз! |
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| | + | От Днепра и до Белого моря, |
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| | + | И Поволжье, и Дальний Кавказ! |
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| | + | На воров, на собак - на богатых! |
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| | + | Да на злого вампира-царя! |
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| | + | Бей, губи их, злодеев проклятых! |
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| | + | Засветись, лучшей жизни заря! |
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| | + | ''Refrain'' |
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| | + | И взойдёт за кровавой зарёю |
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| | + | Солнце правды и братства людей. |
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| | + | Купим мир мы последней борьбою, |
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| | + | Купим кровью мы счастье детей. |
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| | + | И настанет година свободы, |
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| | + | Сгинет ложь, сгинет зло навсегда, |
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| | + | И сольются в едино народы |
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| | + | В вольном царстве святого труда... |
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| | + | ;Transliteration |
| | + | Otrechyomsya ot starogo mira! |
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| | + | Otryakheyom yego prakh s nashikh nog! |
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| | + | Nam vrazhdebny zlatyye kumiry; |
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| | + | Nenavisten nam tsarskiy chertog! |
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| | + | My poydyom k nashim strazhdushchim brat′yam, |
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| | + | My k golodnomu lyudu poydyom; |
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| | + | S nim poshlyom my zlodeyam proklyat′ya, |
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| | + | Na bor′bu my yego povedyom: |
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| | + | Vstavay, podymaysya, rabochniy narod! |
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| | + | Vstavay na vragov, brat golodnyy! |
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| | + | Razdaysya, krik mesti narodnoy! |
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| | + | Vperyod! Vperyod! Vperyod! Vperyod! Vperyod! |
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| | + | Bogachi, kulaki zhadnoy svoroy |
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| | + | Raskhishchayut tyazhyolyy tvoy trud, |
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| | + | Tvoim potom zhireyut obzhory; |
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| | + | Tvoy posledniy kusok oni rvut. |
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| | + | Goloday, chtob oni pirovali! |
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| | + | Goloday, chtob v igre birzhevoy |
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| | + | Oni sovest′ i chest′ prodavali, |
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| | + | Chtob rugalis′ oni nad toboy! |
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| | + | Tebe otdykh — odna lish′ mogila! |
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| | + | Kazhdyy den′ — nedoimku gotov′; |
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| | + | Tsar′-vampir iz tebya tyanet zhily; |
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| | + | Tsar′-vampir p′yot narodnuyu krov′! |
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| | + | Yemu nuzhny dlya voyska soldaty: |
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| | + | Podavay zhe syuda synovey! |
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| | + | Yemu nuzhny piry da palaty: |
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| | + | Podavay yemu krovi tvoyey! |
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| | + | Ne dovol′no li vechnogo gorya? |
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| | + | Vstanem, brat′ya, povsyudu zaraz! |
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| | + | Ot Dnepra i do Belogo morya, |
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| | + | I Povolzh′ye, i Dal′niy Kavkaz! |
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| | + | Na vorov, na sobak — na bogatykh! |
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| | + | Da na zlogo vampira-tsarya! |
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| | + | Bey, gubi ikh, zlodeyev proklyatykh! |
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| | + | Zasvetis′, luchshey zhizni zarya! |
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| | + | I vzoydyot za krovavoy zaryoyu |
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| | + | Solntse pravdy i bratstva lyudey. |
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| | + | Kupim mir my posledney bor′boyu, |
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| | + | Kupim krov′yu my schast′ye detey. |
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| | + | I nastanet godina svobody, |
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| | + | Sginet lozh′, sginet zlo navsegda, |
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| | + | I sol′yutsya v yedino narody |
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| | + | V vol′nom tsarstve svyatogo truda... |
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| | + | ;English translation |
| | + | Let us denounce the old world! |
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| | + | Let us shake its dust from our feet! |
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| | + | We are enemies to the golden idols, |
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| | + | We detest the imperial palace! |
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| | + | We will go among the suffering brethren, |
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| | + | We will go to the hungry people; |
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| | + | Together with them we send our curses to the evil-doers, |
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| | + | We will call them to struggle with us: |
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| | + | Stand, rise up, working people! |
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| | + | Arise against the enemies, hungry brother! |
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| | + | Let be heard the people's cry for vengeance |
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| | + | Forward! Forward! Forward! Forward! Forward! |
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| | + | The rich, the exploiters, the greedy mob |
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| | + | Deprive you of your work so hard, |
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| | + | In your sweat the greedy fatten, |
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| | + | They tear your last piece of bread. |
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| | + | Starve, so they celebrate |
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| | + | Starve, in the stock market game |
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| | + | They sell conscience and honor |
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| | + | So that they can moan about you! |
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| | + | You the rest is just the grave |
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| | + | Every day the debt is ready, |
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| | + | The Tsar-vampire pulls out your veins, |
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| | + | The Tsar-vampire drinks the blood of the people. |
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| | + | He needs for the army soldiers, |
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| | + | So give up your sons! |
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| | + | He needs festivals and halls, |
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| | + | So give him your blood! |
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| | + | Is eternal suffering not enough? |
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| | + | Let us stand up, brothers, everywhere right now! |
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| | + | From the Dnepr to the White Sea, |
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| | + | Along the Volga, and the far Caucasus! |
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| | + | To thieves, the dogs – the rich |
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| | + | And even the evil vampire-Tsar! |
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| | + | Defeat, kill them, the damned villains! |
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| | + | Glow, dawn of the best life! |
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| | + | And it goes on behind the bloody dawn |
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| | + | The sun of freedom and the brotherhood of mankind. |
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| | + | We buy peace with this last fight, |
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| | + | With our blood we buy the happiness of children. |
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| | + | And it breaks in the era of freedom, |
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| | + | It resolves the lie that evil forever, |
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| | + | Unite and struggle of the peoples |
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| | + | In the free realm of the sacred work... |
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