Текст песни Чайковский - Московская Академия Хорового Искусства - Гимн в честь Кирилла и Мефодия

Hug me, Slavic brother,

I'm glad to remember with you

The day he left the earthly world

Our enlightener, Saint Cyril.

To brother Methodius at the Petrova rock

So he spoke, ready to accept death:

“Brother Methodius, my compassionate one,

You rest my last hour.

Return to the Slavic sons,

Grow Christ's field there,

So that the fruit of faith grows, ripens,

So that the Slavic family, the light of truth, matures.

I'll pray to the Lord in Heaven,

That He gave them in faith to be established.

And the Lord will bless our work,

All Slavs will come to Christ