Inscriptions

Gilding will flash in the sky, dusk will sink across the river, and joyful labor will be in full swing using current. All the collective farmers without being summoned find their necessary place - labor in this collective is well organized! The sky is a clear dark blue, a harmonious chorus sings a song, and the electrical motor is buzzing without interruption. A lively mare with a load is surprised off the path as a threshing machine swallows new bundles greedily... \r\nThere is no church in this collective farm, the priest does not give speeches, and at night electricity burns with a bright light. Here the old way of life has been destroyed, and they have been forging a new way of life for a long time. There are beeping machines everywhere, facilitating difficult work. Old people do not like to lag behind their comrades - in the evenings, meeting at the club, they take to reading books... Threats from our foes do not knock us from the path, and powerful collective farms are growing throughout the republic. They do not roam sadly across the field behind the dull nag - with electric power they are changing human labor. Everywhere common labor is disputed, backwards villages are not known. We can catch up and overtake those abroad! \r\n\r\nafter the original by the artist A. Rybakov \r\nState Press, Moscow & Leningrad, 1930