Текст песни Бийский хор - Боярыня Морозова

White snow decorated the lanterns
I covered the road with a veil,
Along the street of the ancient capital,
A horse braids at a trot.

Outside noise and confusion
The people are as if the sea is noisy
In a sleigh without fear of conclusion
The noblewoman is proudly sitting.

Holding the right hand high
To the ringing and clanging of chains
She announces the capital
With his truthful speech.

She is not afraid of torment
And boldly goes to torture
And to the truth, hearts are attraction
She gives strength and vigor.

Changed feasts and chambers
On a gloomy raw casemate
Her soul is rich in faith
She really is more expensive than the chambers.

And she believes she will not perish
The idea of ​​a free plea,
The time will come and erected
She has a monument instead of a rack.