Текст песни Твардовский А.Т. - Кружились белые березки

White birches were spinning
Scarves, accordion and lights,
And teenage girls sang
On the banks of his river.
And only I was not at home here,
I barely recognized the song.
They sounded somehow different
Quite familiar words.

Harmon played with too much
I walked around in a round dance
And on the river in the lights, like a city,
The handsome steamboat ran.

Cheerful and diverse
All over the river, all over the country
One big holiday was celebrated,
And I wanted to sing about him.

Sing that from edge to edge
To all ends, to all edges
You are all mine and all dear
My great homeland.