Текст песни Николай Игнатов - Облака вокруг

The clouds are all around
Domes around
Above all of Moscow
How many hands are enough! -
I lift you, the best burden
My tree
Weightless!

In this wondrous city,
In this peaceful city,
Where is the dead - to me
It will be joyful -
Reign for you, grieve for you,
Take the crown
Oh my firstborn!

Fasting,
Do not burn your eyebrows
And all forty - honor -
Forty churches.
Go on foot - with a young step! -
Everything is free
Semicholmia.

It will be your turn:
Also - daughters
Hand over Moscow
With tender bitterness.
Free sleep for me, bell ringing,
Early dawns -
On Vagankovo.