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!