Текст песни AlavastR - Россия

Text author: Georgy Mikhailov

Russia

I sometimes, in the lull of deep,
Heart pain fills and sadness:
Forever you are abandoned by God,
Okiek, larger Russia?

That, the birth, became with you,
With Holy Earth Your?
How could you come to terms with the fate
The best giving sons?

How could you, Russia, allow
Fade yourself
To defile yourself, go rolling,
In Zherev Idolam Red to give?

Here again on you from everywhere
Black flock flies Voronene.
And, as insert, Judah triumphs,
Multiplying the wealth of your own.

As if there is no Rus and in mom ...
But alive even memory of her
In the surviving church-shrine
And in the soul of Orthodox people.

This memory is lighted, stored
In lonely peasant hollow
Where the fire is burning on the bore
And mysteriously manits to themselves;