The anthem of central slavia began to play, and both mjr Koryskin and his translator stood up proudly
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ejHtv62w6k
lyrics in eng, shortened:
The time is ripe and smells of hope
the sun of freedom rains from the clouds
|: forwards comrades see the promised land
where there are no lords or beggars :|
where the sun of peace hangs above the heads
and a man is not a wolf to another man
|:forwards comrades to the promised land
that the poor man has searched for ages :|
Ref:
To a flock in our hearts join our faith
man sides to man, hip by hip
we will arrive we will arrive
it is time it is time that each one of us to act raised his arm
where the might forces in one time, there the world moves
to a flock in our hearts, to one strong block
forwards left forwards left, not a step back
One who goes sideways is blind and deaf
who does not march with people is turning back
|: forwards comrades look from eastern plains
the spring wind chases our sails :|
Now together in work let's hold hands
and the song of people shall touch the stars
|:higher we rise the flag of revolution
against the enemy a steelmade fist :|
