Comrade Stalin, you are a great scientist,
In linguistics, you know you are an expert,
I'm an ordinary Soviet prisoner
And my friend - Bryansk gray wolf.

During that sitting, truly do not know
But prosecutors apparently wrong.
I sit now in Turukhansk Territory
Where the king sat in the link you are.

In other men's sins, we confess outright,
Stage were to meet an evil fate.
We believed you, Comrade Stalin,
Like, maybe they did not believe myself.

And here I sit in Turukhansk Territory
Where are the guards, like dogs, they are rude.
I have all this, of course, I understand
As the aggravation of class struggle.

Then rain, then snow, then the midges over us,
And we are in the forest from morning to morning.
You are here bred from a spark of flame,
Thank you, I greyus campfire.

You have trouble, you all in the world
Care in the dreary night hours,
Steps into the Kremlin office,
Dymite tube awake.

And we bear the cross for nothing difficult
Frost in the smoky melancholy rain
We are like trees, valimsya on the bench,
Ignorant leaders of insomnia.

Yesterday, we buried two Marxists,
Body clothed bright red cloth.
One of them was the Right deviators,
Another turned out to be innocent.

He is before all die,
You commanded the last word
Ordered to investigate the case in the EVOH
And softly cried out: "Stalin - the head";

You dream of us, when in the party cap
And in tunic go to the parade.
We chop wood for the Stalinist and chips,
And splinters flying in all directions.

Live a thousand years, Comrade Stalin,
And even in the forest will have to die to me,
I believe, will be cast iron and steel
Per capita it is.