Alga
Million days and nights before When only tarpans ruled this world Our nomad fathers took it in their hands Warm from coddling sun by day Cooled by sea breezing by nights It is loved so hard that our heart just lights No one can take our land from us, it is our home And no one can decide for us, leave us all alone We will hold arms to death until the last of us stands still We will destroy and crush all foes, we'll shout 'alğa!' and kill! Violet lilacs fill the woods Meadows full of grass and fruits Mountain peaks of limestone pierce the blue-blue sky Stormy waves crash on the rocks Grapes entwine the antic scree How can one not love this land of sun and sea? No one can take our land from us, it is our home And no one can decide for us, leave us all alone We will hold arms to death until the last of us stands still We will destroy and crush all foes, we'll shout 'alğa!' and kill! How dare you godless bastards step on my land? How dare you touch my daughters and sons? This will be your last steps, unless you turn Put your two-headed eagle into your ass and run! No one can take our land from us, it is our home And no one can decide for us, leave us all alone We will hold arms to death until the last of us stands still We will destroy and crush all foes, we'll shout 'alğa!' and kill!
Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 08, 2026
Today a new moon is in the sky: a 23-inch metal sphere placed in orbit by a Russian rocket. Here an artist's conception of how the feat was accomplished - a three-stage rocket. Number one, the booster in the class of an intercontinental missile; its weight estimated at 50 tons. A smaller second-stage took over at 5,000 miles-an-hour and carried on to the highest point reached. Five hundred miles up, the artificial moon is boosted to a speed counterbalancing the pull of gravity and released Iron head, iron spears Spread out from sides away Shiny globe without fears Flies over skies again Soviet star first of all Was in the boundless space But what if it's sign of call The first assigned phrase? Sputnik, Sputnik The signal from the other ones Sputnik, Sputnik They hadn't any red stars Sputnik, Sputnik The greetings from above Sputnik, Sputnik Alien tapering throw Iron blades, iron grim They're now awaiting us Shining alien warrior trim Or maybe they're amidst us Poor primates, prepare to lay They need our planet's air For thousand years you'll be a clay For those years here's their lair Sputnik, Sputnik The signal from the other ones Sputnik, Sputnik They hadn't any red stars Sputnik, Sputnik The greetings from above Sputnik, Sputnik Alien tapering throw Earth people, look upside and you'll see They are here
Submitted by NecroGod — Mar 27, 2026