Текст песни Василий Перебиковский - Как близок свет тот

How close to the light, the light of distant stars
And somehow the sky relatives
The rustling of leaves, the leaves of white birch
And bustle of city lights.

Could something, something comparable to it,
With the world nadzvёzdnym here on Earth?
New faith, the New Jerusalem,
City of Saints, that's really seen me.

It covers the entire Duma:
 - The native land.
No that does not hold here
 - I hurry home.
I know and you will be happy
 Bird fly,
But choosing hell
- Forced to smolder.

The choice you made yourself and you carry.
Eternal torment? - Stop !!!
Can death only God save
- Purchase of soul was at the cost of life.

It covers the entire Duma:
 - The native land.
No that does not hold here
 - I hurry home.
I know and you will be happy
 Bird fly,
But so constituted ad
- Forced to smolder.

It covers the entire Duma:
 - The native land.
No that does not hold here
- Hurry home
Can justify
Bird fly,
Heart delight
Glorify God.