Текст песни Жанна Бичевская - Россия

There was sovereign Russia
There was a great country
With a people as powerful as the elements,
As invincible as a wave.

But under the pressure of the wild rabble,
Before the false specter of freedoms
The great homeland is gone,
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The shackled people fell apart.

The porphyry is torn to pieces,
The royal crown is trampled.
And all the powers of the world are watching,
Oh Russia, to your pitiful end.

Once a domineering queen
Thunder and fear of your enemies
Now you are a wretched harlot
Slave, servant of slaves.

In wretched rags, naked,
Praying for bread in front of the crowd
You are standing, our dear mother,
In the corner with an outstretched hand.

And in the days of popular despotism,
In a simple beggar vagrant
Nobody will recognize Russia
And it doesn't count with you.

But they will be cursed by posterity,
Sons who dared to betray
With such criminal treachery
Your helpless mother.
With such criminal treachery
Your helpless mother.

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There was sovereign Russia
There was a free Russia
Russia was rich
There was a great Russia
There was sovereign Russia
There was a free Russia
Russia was rich
There was a great Russia ...