я тебя замучию,как пол пот кампучию

pol pot the instant he come back alive via electric shock

this song is the reason i moved to cambodia

Pol Pot on his way to revive the Khmer Empire be like💀💀💀

everybody gangsta until vietnamese army walks in

Zambia is posna🇹🇰🇹🇰🇹🇰🇹🇰🇹🇰

what does the title say?? lemme get my glasses

Craziest part of moderm history, asian dictatorship was far more worse than holocaust

btw cambodian regime wanted every person if the cambodia to become farmer, everyone would be forced to be a farmer, independently what job they had

im vietnamese and ts successfully scared me

better dead than red, but soviet wave, wow

He was a good stalker - Synthwave Version (Tamás Borbély)

To serve russia- Surorov, Omsk destroyer, Sverdlovsk liberator

To serve Russia (batov gang)

Soviet Afghan War Song   Мы Уходим   We Are Leaving

Look at the Owl

Not mine, follow Ayden George on YouTube please.
I just wanted to have this song here for easy access.
If you wish for me to take this down, I will gladly do so.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ummuSfcQsM

To Serve Russia! (Synth Remix) - Ayden George

А чи пан, чи пропав, двічі не вмирати!

Little Song For The Moskals  - Ukrainian War Song

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-8IvFcVhVyY

Eldankajärven Jää

Originaly from Youtube by Ongen
https://youtube.com/yKqXScL3oKs 
This upload does not represent any of my opinions or political beliefs.

By God Well Have Our Home Again

Pale pink buds lined up along the railroad tracks,
Swelling in the gentle wind until they finally bloomed.
On a day like this, just taking your hand
And walking side by side
Feels like it might let me understand
At least one thing for sure.
Hey, someday I want to try putting this heart into words.
Right now, there’s nothing I feel at a loss about,
Nothing I can’t handle.
The breeze warmed by the sunlight
Is so clear it dyes the grass and trees a golden color,
And yet it remains transparent.
I pull my hand out of my pocket
And see the wristwatch you gave me.
As the veil of dusk falls,
The first star appears in the evening sky.
Now it feels like a distant tale—  
That month when we met, like a reunion from long ago.
It seems the speed of time
Has changed since that day.
Hey, someday I want you to tell me your feelings, too.
I even wish for a kind of magic
That lets me understand you just by being near.
The city lights begin to glow,  
Light leaking from the windows,
Flowing across the river’s surface,
Clear enough to reflect our hearts.
Hey, someday I want to try putting this heart into words.
Right now, there’s nothing I feel at a loss about,
Nothing I can’t handle.
The breeze warmed by the sunlight
Is so clear it dyes the grass and trees a golden color,
And yet it remains transparent.
uh  uh  fu   fu
fu  fu  f u.  fu

atmospheric, dreamy, synth-driven バラード　バンド　アコースティック　タイトなリズム　アイリッシュ　東京　アウトロ　複雑なコード進行　爽やか　ビート　ロック　優

淡紅 I can't put it into words

Drum Bun - Marș (Re - Upload)

Cambodian Cassette Archives - Sat Tee Touy (Look At The Owl)

Preußens Gloria (prussia Glory March)

"Слава впередсмотрящему" performed by Joseph Kobzon, Viktor Kokhno, and the Big Choir of All-Union Radio.

Glory To The Ones Who Look Forward

Kingdom of Italy - Anthems

Italian Social Republic - Republic of Salò - Giovinezza - Fascist Hymn 1943-1945 (Youth) [Sung Version]

Пыль глотаю (Swallowing dust) High Quality

no need to follow me,
i lost inspiration for a while,
 and not making music anymore.

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