Текст песни Анита Цой - Про Кузбасс

We take a reference point to Kuzbass
There mountains are measured by depths
The miner does not need a special order
The miner only hopes for himself
There the depths of steel hearts explode
There heaven is not heaven, earth is not earth
They lose and wait for the mountain again
Raise their prey, raise themselves

And on the top lies the native land
And on earth, dear home and friends
And the ember dear to my heart warms
And at the top, spring sings and beckons
And the miner won't fall asleep again until morning
And let love bring an ember to the house on the doorstep

We take a guide to our
There are no random passers-by
Miner's conscience, miner's honor
Fathers desperately kept
We buried our friends more than once
There are tears on helmets, there are mothers' pain
We lose and wait for the mountain again
Let's raise the prey so that the memory will live

And on the top winds are walking in the steppe
And nests were built by the river wood grouse
And at my icon there is a little coal burning
And on the top are our tables
For those who gave their lives for the country
And we will put a coal in their last ration

We take a reference to the country
We bared our nerves to her
Miners of Kuzbass in the iron ranks
Will come and rise first
For the glory of Russia we will give coal
We will remember you with our audacity
We will make the Kremlin walls strong
Reliable work and loyalty

And on the top lies the native land
And on earth, dear home and friends
And the ember dear to my heart warms
And on the top, forests and fields rustle
And the fluff is dropped on the asphalt of the poplar
And illuminates the way home for an hour ember

And at the top, my family is waiting at the window
And the beautiful eyes will not sleep until the morning
And in the cradle your son is sleeping sweetly
And on the top winds are walking in the steppe
And nests were built by the river wood grouse
And my icon burns a light around the coal