Tytuł: Red army blues

• Wykonawca: Waterboys
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When I left my home and my family
   my mother said to me
   "Son, it's not how many Germans you kill that counts
   it's how many people you set free"
  
   So I packed my bags
   brushed my cap
   Walked out into the world
   seventeen years old
   Never kissed a girl
  
   Took the train to Voronezh
   that was as far as it would go
   Changed my sacks for a uniform
   bit my lip against the snow
   I prayed for mother Russia
   in the summer of '43
   And as we drove the Germans back
   I really believed
   That God was listening to me
  
   We howled into Berlin
   tore the smoking buildings down
   Raised the red flag high
   burnt the reichstag brown
   I saw my first American
   and he looked a lot like me
   He had the same kinda farmer's face
   said he'd come from some place called Hazzard, Tennessee
  
   Then the war was over
   my discharge papers came
   Me and twenty hundred others
   went to Stettiner for the train
   Kiev! said the commissar
   from there your own way home
   But I never got to Kiev
   we never came by home
   Train went north to the Taiga
   we were stripped and marched in file
   Up the great siberian road
   for miles and miles and miles and miles
   Dressed in stripes and tatters
   in a gulag left to die
   All because Comrade Stalin was scared that
   we'd become too westernized!
  
   Used to love my country
   used to be so young
   Used to believe that life was
   the best song ever sung
   I would have died for my country
   in 1945
   But now only one thing remains
   but now only one thing remains
   But now only one thing remains
   but now only one thing remains
   The brute will to survive!