Текст песни Михаил Щербаков - Во славу Греции

To the glory of thy Greece and all the seas around -
desyatikryly our ship we call "Argo ."
Leave the local snow and sail south.
I'll edit the ship. You sing , Margot .

For your marvelous little song , which a hundred centuries ,
on ancient maps of the land , where every step , the myth ,
I finally learned the language of your gods ,
his words crystal and gold motif.

The water in which , as a reed , the archipelago has sprouted ,
We did not bestow bliss , but not executed but .
It is no blood is hot and salty without tears .
She is not an obstacle is our life. She is our death - nothing.