Баллада о Хо Ши Мине (The Ballad of Ho Chi Minh) Музыка: Юэн Макколл Слова: Юэн Макколл
Far away across the ocean,
Far beyond the sea s eastern rim,
Lives a man who is father of the Indo-Chinese people,
And his name it is Ho Chi Minh.
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh.
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh.
From Viet Bac to the Saigon Delta,
From pathless mountains and the plains below
Young and old workers, peasants and the toiling tenant farmers
Fight for freedom with Uncle Ho.
Ho, Ho, Ho Chi Minh, etc.
Now Ho Chi Minh was a deep sea sailor,
He served his time out on the seven seas.
Work and hardship were part of his early education,
Exploitation, his ABC.
Now Ho Chi Minh came back from sailing
And he looked on on his native land,
Saw the want and the hunger of the Indo-Chinese people,
Foreign soldiers on every hand.
Now Ho Chi Minh went to the mountains
And he formed a determined band.
Heroes all, who had sworn to free the Indo-Chinese people
And drive invaders from the land.
Fourteen men became a hundred,
A hundred thousand, and Ho Chi Minh
Forged and tempered the army of the Indo-Chinese people,
Freedom s Army of Viet Minh.
Every soldier was a farmer,
Comes the evening and he grabs his gun,
Comes the morning he swings his rifle on his shoulder -
This is the army of Uncle Ho.
From Viet Bac to the Saigon Delta
Marched the armies of Viet Minh
And the wind stirs the banners of the Indo-Chinese people -
Peace and freedom and Ho Chi Minh.
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