Текст песни Сергей Трофимов и - За тихой рекою

Behind a quiet river in a birch grove
The first spring flower will bloom
And I'll make a simple wish
And crossing myself I will look to the East.

The sky will be colored with a crimson dawn
And the eternal sun will rise over the world
And the white bird will fly over the ground
And God's forgiveness from heaven will bring.

And something big will open to the heart -
Such that my life cannot be embraced,
And it will become calm and sweet, like in childhood,
When my mother hugged me.

Holy prayer will be shed with tears
Sadness will be filled with Christ's love,
And at this moment the soul will touch
To the great universe called Rus.