Текст песни А.Макарский, В.Морозова, А.Ревва - Широка страна моя родная

Wide-stpany my podnaya,
A lot of it forests and fields pek.
I d.pugoy such stpany not know
Where man can breathe so freely.
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From Moscow to the margin,
From the south to MOUNTAINS sevepnyh COASTS,
Man ppohod as host
His vast country.

Throughout life freely and widely,
Similarly Volga full, flowing.
Young everywhere we road,
Old people everywhere in our honor.
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Our fields are not eye op sharish
I do not remember our cities
Our word is a proud friend
We are all more beautiful words

With these words we are at home everywhere
Not for us either black or colored
This word is familiar to everyone
With him everywhere we find relatives
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Above the spring wind blows strangely,
Every day more and more joyful life,
And no one in the world can not
Better than us laugh and love.

But we frowned sternly bpovi
If the enemy wants us to break,
As a bride, we love the motherland,
Bepezhem as affectionate mother.