Текст песни МИХАИЛ МАРУТАЕВ 1980 - Древняя Русь из оратории ГЕРОИЧЕСКАЯ РУСЬ

In my blood
the bloodlines of the first Russians:
If I fall
So rise again.
In my eyes,
Unconquered smokes Russia.

In my ears
Arrows are whistling.
Lingering moan
Chasing me.
And, vaguely familiar to me,
White white
Some warrior
Falling off a horse ...

My great-grandfather fell
In the feather grass
A little woke up -
He sat down again ...
It must have been from the time of Batu
Ability to rise
We have been given.

In my blood
the bloodlines of the first Russians:
I know I will fall
So rise.

In my eyes,
Unconquered smokes Russia!