Текст песни РоССиЯ - Зов предков

When our voices fall silent,
And our muscles are dissolved in the soil,
And our pain and our flesh shreds
Grow into trees and forests.

Look! Look!
We - the part of your land!

You see blood that flows in these streams,
Once it was on our swords.
Remember ancestors, hear their cry!
In these lakes is our blood!

White and distant descendants
In the open field kindle fires
And our souls will bring gifts,
And our happiness will laugh their calls.

Their songs about the battles and of our glory,
About the glory of our grandfathers and fathers,
Their love and loyalty Power
Maybe we go back and flesh and blood!

Look! Look!
We - the part of your land!

You see blood that flows in these streams,
Once it was on our swords.
Remember ancestors, hear their cry!
In these lakes is our blood!

Their songs about the battles and of our glory,
About the glory of our grandfathers and fathers,
Their love and loyalty Power
Maybe we go back and flesh and blood!

And let our souls noise branches
We listen to their laughter and bird din.
And with that let them absorb noise
Love for the motherland, the hatred of the enemies!

Look! Look!
We - the part of your land!

You see blood that flows in these streams,
Once it was on our swords.
Remember ancestors, hear their cry!
In these lakes is our blood!