.Tengo recuerdos tristes desde un lugar lejano
Crudos inviernos en el norte siberiano.
Recuerdo un lugar donde todo está prohibido
Desde la crÃtica hasta el más leve suspiro.
Sin ataduras en el este,
Leyendo a Engels ya Marx.
Sin ataduras en el este,
Brindando vodka con.
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