How the Steel Was Tempered

Monument to the Red Army in Berlin

The White Army's coming with its Baron black

trying to force us to take the Tsar back!

But, from the vast taiga to British seas cold,

our Red Army's the strongest of all!

Let our Red Army men,

with grip that won't relent,

Each clasp their rough fist on their byonet!

For we must labor,

and never waver,

and fight this last fight to the death!

Forward, Red Army men, march ahead!

Led by the Revolutionary War Soviet!

From the vast taiga to British seas cold,

our Red Army's the strongest of all!

Let our Red Army men,

with grip that won't relent,

Each clasp their rough fist on their byonet!

For we must labor,

and never waver,

and fight this last fight to the death!

For we must labor,

and never waver,

and fight this last,

last,

fight!

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