I'm on a clear day to go to the birch
And on the trunk palm hold,
I will tell her all about my life,
And quietly sing it
About whom I love
I will tell her all about my life,
And gently sing her
About their homeland
Chorus:
My Russia, My Russia,
You, like a girl with a scythe, beautiful!
So be always happy, let the trouble go around you,
In my heart you are forever ...
I will go to the water for the springs
And I will tear dear cornflowers,
And I have sky turquoise,
Like the motherland's eyes,
Bottomless eyes!
Chorus:
My Russia, My Russia,
You, like a girl with a scythe, beautiful!
So be always happy, let the trouble go around you,
In my heart you are forever ...
I will draw water from a spring
It is tasty, transparent and soft,
The water is as pure as the Russian soul,
Beautiful soul, wide soul!
