Текст песни Северный Русский Народный Хор - Песня об Архангельске

When the sun awakes over the northern road
And on the forest fogs will fall dew,
Arkhangelsk will smile wide
And will conquer a nonsense North Gras.

And it is impossible not to fall in love with this city,
Nowhere in the world there is no other such land -
No wonder this place was chosen
And the city called the sacred name.

We love you, Arkhangelsk,
We are blood with you alone.
We love you, Arkhangelsk,
Vintage and young.
We love you, Arkhangelsk,
Pride of Russia and honor
We love you, Arkhangelsk -
Just for what you are!

Earth Arkhangelskaya Vladami is rich,
But the main treasure, of course, the northern people -
No wonder Lomonosov grown here sometime
And defended Russia to the White Sea fleet.

To us this land for the affairs of unprecedented tested
We will give him and hands and hearts -
And the Russian spirit in Belyrie will be eternal,
And the Russian north will be Russian to the end!