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Махновщина [La Makhnovtchina]

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La Makhnovtchina
The Makhnovshchina

Makhnovshchina, Makhnovshchina,
Your banners swirl in the wind!
Banners blacken'd with our sorrow,
Banners redden'd with our blood.
Banners blacken'd with our sorrow,
Banners redden'd with our blood!


Through the hills and through the plains,
In the rain, in the wind, in the mist
Through the steppes of the Ukraine
There went squads of partisans.
Through the steppes of the Ukraine
There went squads of partisans.


In Brest-Litovsk, to the Germans
Lenin sold the whole Ukraine,
Half a year took the Makhnovshchina
To sweep all them in the wind.
Half a year took the Makhnovshchina
To sweep all them in the wind.


Denikin rushed in like an avalanche,
His army joined even in Moscow.
All his army, the Makhnovshchina
Mowed down like green grass.
All his army, Makhnovshchina
Mowed down like green grass.


Then a blow behind people's shoulders
Stroke those cursed Bolsheviks,
And the Makhnovshchina died out
By the hands of traitors damn'd.
And the Makhnovshchina died out
By the hands of traitors damn'd.


Yes, you are dead now, Makhnovshchina,
Yet you left to fighters your will.
We in this year of toil and hardships
Have kept you in our hearts.
We in this year of toil and hardships
Have kept you in our hearts.


You are our legacy, Makhnovshchina,
For all the years still to come!
For you wanted to chase all tyrants
Forever from the Ukraine!
For you wanted to chase all tyrants
Forever from the Ukraine!


And your banners, Makhnovshchina,
Are still swirling now in the wind!
Banners blacken'd with our sorrow,
Banners redden'd with our blood.
Banners blacken'd with our sorrow,
Banners redden'd with our blood.


When you rise, Makhnovshchina
The bourgeois take to their heels
Through the steppes of the Ukraine,
Through the tundra and the taiga.
Through the steppes of the Ukraine,
Through the tundra and the taiga.


And should blood flow in rivers,
The fire of struggle will never die out!
For no reason we'll surrender,
Communism will be our fate.
For no reason we'll surrender,
Communism will be our fate.

LA MAKHNOVTCHINA

Makhnovtchina, Makhnovtchina
Tes drapeaux sont noirs dans le vent!
Ils sont noirs de notre peine,
Ils sont rouges de notre sang.
Ils sont noirs de notre peine,
Ils sont rouges de notre sang.


Par les monts et par les plaines,
Dans la neige et dans le vent,
À travers toute l'Ukraine
Se levaient nos partisans.
À travers toute l'Ukraine
Se levaient nos partisans.


Au printemps les traités de Lénine
Ont livré l'Ukraine aux Allemands,
À l'automne la Makhnovtchina
Les avait jetés au vent.
À l'automne la Makhnovtchina
Les avait jetés au vent.


L'Armée Blanche de Dénikine
Est entrée en Ukraine en chantant,
Mais bientôt la Makhnovtchina
L'a dispersée dans le vent.
Mais bientôt la Makhnovtchina
L'a dispersée dans le vent.


Makhnovtchina, Makhnovtchina,
Armée noire de nos partisans
Qui combattait en Ukraine
Contre les rouges et les blancs.
Qui combattait en Ukraine
Contre les rouges et les blancs.


Makhnovtchina, Makhnovtchina,
Armée noire de nos partisans
Qui voulait chasser d'Ukraine
À jamais tous les tyrans!
Qui voulait chasser d'Ukraine
À jamais tous les tyrans.


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