Текст песни Виктор Дзансолов - Георгий Победоносец

Music - Victor Dzansolov
Words - Arkady Slavorosov

Victorious

1. Under the holy cover of Russian heaven,
Like God's temple Snow-covered forest,
Ice rivers sparkle bridges,
In white fields, crosses and crosses,
Heart in the snow - fallen leaf,
Winter wind is cruel.

2. My Saint Highria, not forget
At the gray-haired foreigners will fall your way.
In winter fire, on a red horse,
Loop your way on a white country.
In a strong hand squeeze a spear,
To protect it.

And invisible choir sings above the country
Rus is holy over Russia earthly.
True, heavenly source -
Winter wind is cruel.
My sun, my eternal East
Winter wind is cruel.

3. My Saint Highria, not forget
At the gray-haired foreigners will fall your way.
In winter fire, on a red horse,
Loop your journey through the Russian country.
In a strong hand squeeze a spear,
To protect it.