Текст песни Руссия - Молитва солдата на войне

Mother of God, save and save,
His divine gaze to me
I do not have twenty.
Young me for grave
I beg the save, I beg for sorry

Mother of God, pray,
Stretch your hands.
Deadly steel away from me.
Not in vain, your son took mortal flour
If my wounds in my chest

Mother of God, give the power to survive the death of a friend
Yes, human life fell in price.
And the remnant death is not merit
We are random guests on this war

Mother of God, catch
So that death did not sway
So my mother waited in vain.
Well, if you die, I will die for Russia
For my native country, what gave birth to me ...