Mother Russia how are you sleeping? Middle winter cold winds blow
From the trees the snowflakes drifting, swirling round like ghosts in the snow
Mother Russia poetry majestic, tells the time of a great empire
Turning round the old man ponders, reminiscing an age gone by
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Mother Russia, dance of the Tsars, hold up your heads, be proud of what you are
Now it has come, freedom at last, turning the...
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