Текст песни Гимн Москвы - Дорогая моя столица

I used to go a lot of light,
He lived in a dugout in the trenches, in the taiga,
He was buried twice alive
He knew he loved separation in anguish.

But I always used to be proud of,
And everywhere I repeated the words:
My dear capital,
My golden Moscow.

I love the woods near Moscow
And bridges over your river,
I love your Red Square
And the Kremlin chimes.

In cities and remote villages
Oh do not be silent rumor:
My dear capital,
My golden Moscow.

We will remember the harsh autumn,
The rattle of tanks and bayonets gleam,
And hearts will live twenty-eight
The bravest of your sons.

And the enemy will never achieve,
To tilt your head,
My dear capital,
My golden Moscow.

My dear capital,
My golden Moscow.
My dear capital,
My golden Moscow.