Текст песни Бранимир - Счастье

A black cloud hung
On the east side.
If only the sun came out red -
That will be happiness to me!

The sun has risen over the oak grove
And I don’t have any delights.
If the mother and old man were healthy -
That will be happiness to me!

Hello mother, sitting at the yarn,
Old Man in the field on a horse.
That there would be a young girl nearby -
That will be happiness to me!

Here she is, my dear,
But the enemies are in my country.
Help, Lord, in the battle -
That will be happiness to me!

Russia will gather in a squad,
Sharpen blades to war.
We will break with interest the enemy.
That will be happiness to me!

We will bring to the Family trebe:
"Give peace to the country!"
Death thieves, the people - bread.
That will be happiness to me!

Win, tighten the song
About the old days.
Hail, my holy Russia!
Not a foreign land to me.

Hail, my holy Russia!
 I do not need a foreign land to me.

Hail, my holy Russia!
I will be doubly happy.