left march (sailors)

Turn around in a march!
Verbal is not a place to blather.
hush, speakers!
Your
word,
Comrade Mauser.
Enough to live the law,
given by Adam and Eve.
Kicking the story,

Left!
Left!
Left!

Hey, blues!
Reite!
Over the oceans!
Or
armadillos in the raid
sharp keels are stepped?!
Let be,

barking a crown,
heaves the british lion howl.
The commune is not to be subjugated.
Left!
Left!
Left!

There
burning in the mountains
sunny edge no end.
For hunger,

by the sea
print millionth step!
Let the gang surround hired,
steel pour out lei, –
Russia not to be near the Entente.
Left!
Left!
Left!

Does the eagle darken the eye??
In the old ice let’s begin to stare?

Крепи
at the throat of the world
proletariat fingers!
Breast forward brave!
Flip the sky with flags!
Who walks right there?
Left!
Left!
Left!

[1918]

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