Текст песни Строевые песни - Россия, Любимая Моя

Over fields immense,
Above the river rapids,
Over Grenade breaks,
Song swallow flies.
Russia, my favorite,
Native birch poplar.
As the road you're a soldier,
The native Russian land.
As the road you're a soldier,
The native Russian land.
All that grandfathers built
And my father's blood poured,
We are your sons and warriors,
Poklyanёmsya defend.
Russia, my favorite,
Native birch poplar.
As the road you're a soldier,
The native Russian land.
As the road you're a soldier,
The native Russian land.
War will end bloody
We will come back home with glory
And then in the gardens green
Nightingales return
Russia, my favorite,
Native birch poplar.
As the road you're a soldier,
The native Russian land.
As the road you're a soldier,
The native Russian land.