Yes your people have strength and perseverance
But behind every bread line lies a struggle to exist
You've stood proud but another eighty years won't change
A state is a state no matter how its rearranged
Dictatorship
Of the proletariat
Why hasn't the lesson been learned?
Where is the justice in that?
When the land remains
When the people are innocent
Your pride is a glimmer of hope
In a world of discontent
Russia!