Steppes of Revolution

Lyrics

Across the proud steppes in a land of old stories [Verse 2] We are the comrades who march for the glory Gripping our banners in the cold morning dew Chasing the dream of a red star that's rising Singing the anthems with spirits igniting Pushing for change 'til the skies turn to blue

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