Текст песни Мария Пахоменко - Русь родимая, изначальная

There's Crossroads stone white-flammable,
There crimson light due to the black clouds,
Three paths lie on three sides,
And shout-circling crows are black.

I will accept any, even mortal combat,
After all, your love every moment with me,
Three paths lie on three sides,
And shout-circling crows are black.

Blades tremble, thunder rolling,
But the enemy will stumble and move back,
This faith to me you are like a sword, he gave,
Let me die, as long as you live!

Russia darling, original,
About you my Cheering!

There's Crossroads stone white-flammable,
But in the homeland have coveted key.
You leaned over my misfortune,
Raised me you living water.

To return to the path to the battle again,
After all, my love every moment with you!
Russia immortal, original,
About you my Cheering!
About you my Cheering!