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Are you coming Ivan coming Ah the ways are long and slow	A
In the vast land that we know not and we never sought to know	A
We are watching through the daybreak when the anxious night is done	B
For the dots upon the skyline black against the rising sun	B
We are watching through the morning haze and waiting through the night	C
For the long dark distant columns that proclaim the Muscovite	C
Are you coming Ivan coming Oh the world is growing gray	D
With the terror of the future and the madness of to day	D
Are you marching Ivan forward Oh the world is dark ning fast	E
For the crimes of greater nations gainst the small ones in the past	E
Yours in part to make atonement so remember what you are	F
Ivan Sing The Slav is coming On for Russia and the Czar	F
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Ivan s Song	G
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Yes I m coming Ivan coming I am marching out again	H
On the weary roads of Russia past the forest marsh and plain	I
Past the field and past the village in the shine and in the rain	I
By the cart rut and the grass track and the jolting cattle train	I
And maybe some gleam of glory penetrates my sluggish brain	I
I am marching out for Russia and for Europe and for you	J
But maybe I m mainly marching just because they told me to	J
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I have marched to many frontiers in the pregnant days gone by	K
When they told us where to march to but they did not tell us why	K
And they showed us whom to fight with and they told us where to die	K
I have seen our grey battalions to their Heaven or Hades hurled	L
Twas enough it was for Russia what cared we about the world	L
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Did one moan of Ivan s mother penetrate to other lands	M
Did one prayer of Ivan s father with his old and knotted hands	M
Did one sob from Ivan s sweetheart or one cry from Ivan s wife	N
Or a wail from Ivan s children for the loss of Ivan s life	N
Marching with the Wolf of Hunger marching with the Bear of Strength	O
We have marched for many winters but the end is near at length	O
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Tis a long long march from Plevna when the Bear went to his den	H
It is far from the Crimea Oh you did not want us then	H
From the shambles of Port Arthur twas a weary way and slow	A
And our track was always dotted with the black dots on the snow	A
By black dots and crimson splashes you may trace poor Ivan s track	P
And I think that Ivan s banner should be red and white and black	P
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Ne er was Present blinded tyrant who learnt wisdom from the Past	E
And there s one forgot the errand that brought Ivan this way last	E
To the frontier and no further seemed our motto and our vow	Q
Since we marched from burning Moscow but we re marching further now	Q
Neighbour s burning house or city they are easy to forget	R
But we lit a light for Europe that shall be rekindled yet	R
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Never song of Ivan s valour or of Russia s Flag Unfurled	L
Or the Iron Cross of Russia penetrates the Outer World	L
Ye who civilise and peddle ye who hesitate and lag	S
Never heard the Russian March and never saw the Russian flag	S
You have called on us to save you never saying why or how	Q
But the samovar is boiling and you ll hear and see us now	Q
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From our garrets and our cellars from the little all we had	T
Where the winter brings the sleigh bells to the streets of Petrograd	T
From our huts and from our hutches from wherever we may be	U
From our goat s flesh and our mare s milk and our black unsweetened tea	U
From the silence of Siberia and the strange snow deadened streets	V
From the blazing banks of Jordan where we dip our winding sheets	V
From our black bread and our vodka asking naught and undismayed	U
From our never empty cradles we are coming to your aid	U
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Oh we leave no bands behind us blaring tunes of Tyranny	U
And we wave no swords above us yelling songs of Liberty	U
And no blatant voice of ruler as we tramp through dry and wet	U
Blares Remember You are Russians we re not likely to forget	U
There are some who have forgotten merely men like you and me	U
And one object of our marching is to jog their memory	U
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You shall hear us you shall see us save the dead and deaf and blind	U
While the armour of our winter hardens thick and fast behind	U
We are marching we are coming and we are not on the sea	U
You shall see us on the furthest frontier of our enemy	U
And while you fix up your frontiers and remember what you are	F
We shall march with Peace for Europe back to Russia and the Czar	F

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