Alexander Fadeev. The young guard (№ 158851)

No, we were not bored and sad,
We do not worry life path.
Change the unknown feelings
No, don't care about our Breasts
Run the rebel series
Happy youth summer
Dreams playful crowd
A filled heart.
We are alien to life the disgust
Alien cold anguish,
Barren youth doubts
And inner emptiness.
We deceive the world with joy,
And without fear we forward
The eyes of the flock, where is the top
Commune future calls.