Текст песни 44-Песня о России - 44-Песня о России

Song about Russia

Words O. Vysotskaya Music V. Lokteva

Look at how everything is beautiful, look, what a worship.
EXACTLY MOTHER, ZAVA leaned over the asleep of the river.
The breeze shot himself at once, the clouds breaking the ring,
And a chamomile with a yellow eye looks at the sun in the face.

Chorus: the sun shines over Russia,
And rains are noisy over it.
In general, the light in the whole light
There is no country of her relatives.

Look, forests what kind of gardens are noisy around.
Our homeland - Russia is good every day.
And the birch of the young, and shrub, and grass -
Unless everything love me, I'm all my birthplace.

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