Текст песни Евгений Кемеровский - моя

The earth ball, the Universe, the top is spinning,
The imperishable sun will light up the east.

The domes of the temples will play with gold,
Sickle crossed with a hammer, my homeland.

The Kremlin will paint the morning in gentle tones,
Clouds white-blue-red in the sky.
Freckled red schoolchildren yesterday
The boys have their hair cut, the Motherland called.

Petersburg nights are white
Moscow Nights,
From Rasputin to Putin
This is my homeland.

Birds line up from north to south
Fidel, our friend, was also in opposition.
Betrayed, robbed, survived everything,
This is our Motherland, this is you and me.

Petersburg nights are white
Moscow Nights,
From Rasputin to Putin
This is my homeland.

Lenin's ghost, Yesenin's pain,
Widowed without a king
Wild power, great Russia,
This is my Motherland, this is you and me.

Petersburg nights are white
Moscow Nights,
From Rasputin to Putin
This is my homeland.