Текст песни Виа Лира - Родина

The first crimson morning glitter
In a snow-gray window from the cold,
A branch in an alder forest, a white birch
Homeland, you started in me.

Bitter crust of blockade bread
Spilled blood in a terrible war
With the light colors of a peaceful sky
Motherland, you continued to me.

In every blade of grass has been written forever
In every day to come and live.
Everything that touched our common fate,
Burns with eternal fire in me.
A song about you like a bird in the wild
What are peaks, fields and seas to her?
Homeland! You are the mother field
The light of my life and my pier.