Текст песни Песняры - Й родйна щедро пойла меня...

As soon as the snowdrop
   Dissolve in time
   As soon will approach
   The first thunderstorm
   On the white trunks
   Appears juice
   That cry birch
   That cry birch
    
   How often getting drunk
   On a clear day
   I wandered at random
   By spring ducts
   And Homeland generously
   Poila me
   Birch sap
   Birch sap
    
   Cherished memory
   Keeping all
   We remember the hills
   And native country roads
   We difficult service
   Today bear
   Away from Russia
   Away from Russia
    
   Where these fogs
   First hand
   And birch branches
   That over the creek bend
   There we are with you
   Must necessarily
   Once back
   Once back
    
   Discover our Fatherland
   Expanses of their
   Treasured thicket
   Open inadvertently
   And, just as before
   Me drunk
   Birch sap
   Birch sap