Текст песни Гимн Староминского района - Колосись, пшеница у моей станицы

Two hundred years ago Step Step Cossack
And the work of his own born live,
More than two centuries without decks, shackles
Free here people with a song live.

Chorus:
Collect, wheat at my village
And inguish in the coat of arms of my homeland.
And rolling the zarry, like a tear from the eyelashes,
Happiness blooming our bed edge.

Fatherland native over the steppe river,
With the cheerful stream, life entered the field.
And grow children in the beauty of the steppes.
And ready to stand up on protection.

Chorus.
Lived with faith in the right.
Starominskaya Holy Slavor
Cavaliers of taut feature
And heroes from earthly work.

Chorus.
Collect, wheat at my village
And inguish in the coat of arms of my homeland.
And rolling the zarry, like a tear from the eyelashes,
Happiness blooming our bed edge.