Текст песни Евгений Крылатов - Что может быть лучше России

What could be better than Russia?
Bird cherry blossoms, like in the snow,
And the rivers that are like a blue ribbon
Is it on green loot?
Ask the spring grove,
Where the nightingale does not sleep at night
What could be better than Russia -
my only song.
What could be better than Russia?
When, not sad about anyone,
On the dewy morning trail
The boy is running barefoot.
Ask the white birch,
The clear sky above her
What could be better than Russia -
My boundless love.
What could be better than Russia?
When in the September wind
Aspen in crimson paint
Drops foliage in the morning.
Ask the clouds of heaven,
By the ripe yellow fields
What could be better than Russia -
My dear fatherland.
What could be better than Russia?
When in January at night
Over the white plain of winter
The frozen stars are silent.
Ask about it at home,
Where mother always waits for her sons
What could be better than Russia -
Of my destiny and hope.