Текст песни Песняры - Белоруссия

The white stork flies,
It flies over the blond Polesie,
Belarusian motive
In the song of heather, in the song of rocket.
All the earth accepted
And care, and grace, and flame,
Shuga above the ground
The sky is like a crimson flag.

chorus:
My youth,
Belarus.
Partisan song,
Pines and fog.
Partisan song,
Scarlet dawn.
My youth,
Belarus.

Our memory goes
Along the forest guerrilla trail,
Could not heal
These paths are in the destiny of the people.
The pain of those ancient times
In every heart lives to this day,
In each of our families
The small children of Khatyn are with us.

Chorus.

The white stork is flying
Over Polesie, over the quiet harvest.
Somewhere in the swamp
Buried cooling thunder.
The white stork flies,
Everything flies over the native fields,
The land of our love
Autumn with large wings.

Chorus.