Текст песни Анна Кузнецова - Родной город

There are many cities in Russia,
Only my city is sweeter
How many centuries had not passed
Hello and live. Eagle native.

Let your gardens bloom
Children sing songs about you
And your dreams come true
Temples are built, memory is protected.

And Russian birches are growing
In the square that my grandfather planted
The proud watch at the post
The city is being protected from new troubles.

Eternal memory burn fire
To make it clear to everyone
Children do not want in the light of wars
People are destined to live for happiness-2p

The sun has risen above the Oka
Domes shine with gold
There is nothing more beautiful in the world
Than my holy homeland

Flourish my beautiful city
I pray for the Creator
I'll be with you forever
Because I love you-2p