But you fed on the power of the earth

  Having chosen a difficult hajj to the city of God!

  Summer desert, evil sun,

  Like girlish legs in a frying pan!

  The holy city is not far away

  Everyone carries an infinite burden!

  There at the tomb of God-Christ,

  The maiden bowed her knees in supplication!

  Where is the great measure of sin,

  From what do I draw strength in righteousness!

  God told her, frowning her brow,

  Prayer alone will not change this world!

  Russia is destined to rule for centuries,

  That's right, serve her without demanding money!

  The virgin nodded: I believe in Christ,

  You have chosen Rus' as the savior of the world!

  I will spread the truth about this to everyone,

  Jesus' message: God the idol!

  The way back was easy and fast,

  Bare feet are strong!

  Hand with grace God extended,

  Muscles and will, as if from steel!

  And you joined the army

  She became a pilot, she beat the Luftwaffe!

  There she showed the height of beauty,

  German destroyer rushing on a landmine!

  Warrior - dashing, brave fighter,

  Devoted to the Party - to the cause of the Soviets!

  I believe in a victorious end over scum,

  Pack of demons to the wall, to the answer!

  Well, why is the fighter shot down,

  You did not have time to release the straps!

  And the shield turned out to be defective,

  And evil fascism fraternized with the Yankees!

  It became unequal, cruel war,

  At least I'm a man: I cry bitterly!

  As if in trouble we dive to the bottom,

  After all, luck has disappeared from the Fatherland!

  To God my exclamation: the Almighty for what!

  You separated me from my beloved maiden!

  Even in the cold did not wear a coat,

  And for three adversaries, after all, she beat!

  Doesn't she deserve it?

  Meet victory with me with flowers!

  Generously bake pies for the holiday,

  And I will come to the parade with Natasha!

  The stern Lord answered gloomily:

  Who in the world is happy, who is well?

  Will suffer, and the flesh will groan with pain,

  After all, humanity is vile, sinful!

  Well, then when I come in glory,

  I will throw into Gehenna who is not worthy to live!

  I will resurrect your virgin and you,

  The best then will not want a share!

  The Komsomol girls applauded with great enthusiasm and fervour. That's how they like this song.

  One of them asked Slavka:

  - Do you like to lick?

  The young man replied with a smile:

  - Certainly!

  The girl yelled:

  - So let's lick our pussies!

  After that, Slavka had to kneel down and selflessly work with her tongue.