The fiery dawn wakes me up from my sleep
Fabrick morning, smoke from the chimney
A song is being sung, young workers
Celic mornings, hit the factory.
My friends, working, happy
Bikes are riding, everyone is proud
My friends, working, happy
We will bring new victories.
The sun is already warming, the wind is warm
Morning dew, the earth is fragrant
The sun is already warming , a a a a a
A rich harvest, I rejoice.
In the afternoon I go to the club
My girlfriend will be there too
A blue girl, whom I love
I will be with her riding on the sajka.
I light the blast furnaces
The ore is melting, I am smiling
The song is plowing, the factory is singing
The song is plowing, a a a a a.

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