Текст песни Добрая весть - 1944 Велика страна

Great native country;
As a mighty warrior,
Hemisphere edge from the edge
Its breadth of coverage.

But the greatness of space
Exalt her, good,
Truth first-Christianity,
Life truly holy.

Power of the Spirit, the power of words,
Bestow the fate of Russia.
By the kingdom of Christ vysyam
The thought of the people lift up.

Let me die the idol of flesh,
Material ideal;
Give that the ideal of heaven
Sprang over the country.

Dai, that the sword she was not needed.
To vanished war;
To life pearls
Do not continue ruined it.

Give life to the young
They fight without blood
For the salvation of Russia
And for the kingdom of love.

Relegated to the realm of her fraternity,
Age of the coveted golden;
Rain spiritual wealth
Yes spilled over the country.

Let peoples feat peace,
Rivers went knowledge
And made an extensive region
The focus of the earth.