Текст песни Геннадий Галкин - Я не сверну с твоих путей, Россия

I won’t get out of your way, Russia,

Let the ax be brought over the world.

We lay barefoot near the wall,

Shot by time at point blank range.

 

I will not leave your graves, Russia -

I’ll stand up for the extinct candle.

Through the weather and slanting rains

I will visit you alone.

 

I won’t get away from these walls, Russia,

Where there is a shelter for the poor and crippled.

Where in the center of the dome is the bottomless Usia,

Impressed with pure gold His Face.

 

I won’t leave, I won’t leave, Russia!

For our trust in Christ.

For the fact that you forgave the tormentors

And silently expire on the cross.