Нам неизвестно чувство страха?

           Нам неизвестно чувство страха?
          
           Кто-то стучится в пустые ворота.
           Кто-то стучаться в ворота боится.
           Кто-то неправду скрывает не зная-
           В дверь его ложь войти не ленится.
           Ложь не подменит сомнением факты.
           Счастью без правды не устоять.
           Я верю в правду- так сердце стучится,
           Страху и лжи в нём никак не бывать!

       Unknown to us is fear's embrace?

       Someone knocks upon the gates apace.
       Some fear to knock and hesitate,
       Some hide the truth and falsify their fate,
       Falsehood can't replace fact's doubtless state,
       Happiness without truth can't maintain its weight.
       I believe in truth, my heart beats true,
       Fear and falsehood have no place there, it's through!

In years of strife and civil war,
When foes within our borders tore,
A band of youth arose to fight,
With courage bold and hearts alight.

Their leader's name was Suvorov,
A hero born of humble love,
With Russian vision in his heart,
He led his comrades to the start.

In battles fierce and days of blood,
They fought for freedom, as they should,
And though they faced a fearsome foe,
Their spirit strong did never go.

With hammer raised and sickle sharp,
They marched across the land so dark,
And in their wake, the people saw,
A brighter future free of war.

They worked to build a better life,
To end the poverty and strife,
And in the struggle, they became,
The Red Suvorovets, known by name.

Their legacy lives on today,
A symbol of the Russian way,
Of courage, strength, and unity,
And hope for all humanity.

       (Из старой записной книжки.Поэтическое сложение смыслов «красным суворовцем» Владимиром Хлыниным, Троице-Лыково, Москва, 1975 год.From an old notebook. Poetic composition of the meaning of "Red Suvorovets" by Vladimir Khlynin, Troitskoye-Lykovo, Moscow, 1975.)