Текст песни Юрий Брыгин - Я родился в России

I was born in Russia,
Where rosy dawns,
Where birch paradise
Meadows.
Where showers oblique
Generous and troublemakers,
Where spring - over the edge.
Where the snow, because snow.

We are out of proportion dashing
Germinate wormwood,
Drinking bitter earth
Reap need.
wooden plow
Russia rises,
But humility does not go
Never in the matter.
 
We are trying to crucify.
Yes, the cross is not enough.
We want to bend,
Do not bend the ridge.
Do not take away the land
Firstborn force.
And the people not to frighten -
Any response to the seven troubles.

Angular house,
Boundless gave.
Blue-eyed space.
Protected Rus ...
Dear homeland,
Edge of good grief.
My eternal reproach ...
I am proud of thee.
 
1997