“The machines are clattering, the wheels go round,
The factory is full of noise and cries!
Oh, lets get together, sisters and brothers,
And let us liberate our land.

The workingman’s life is a tormented life,
He works by day and by night,
Oh, he has no strength to straighten his bones,
The employers work him at night.

Stop your crying and stop your weeping!
Don’t stain your work with your tears!
Oh, soon, an Odessa. merchant will come in
And will take me work away to Odessa”

Finally found the lyrics to this compilation. This song takes a weird turn at the end. What’s that about?

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