Текст песни Беднягин Н. - Гимн Долины

If you ask me:
& quot; What is the Valley? & quot;
I conceived on the issue -
in a few words to explain?
It - oily dirt, it - rusty old mines
It is everyone should at least once experienced.

This is - a chain of bunkers from the footbridge
Polist and Saviour,
It - torrential rain and tired footsteps,
It's - sticky blood mixed with rust red,
It - wet feet and porvanye boots.

This is a world of kindness,
a world without posts, ranks and titles,
This - the smell of rotting swamps and fallen leaves,
It - meeting friends
it is - the bitterness and pain of parting,
This is - the spark of birches,
this - a gentle green grass.

It's larger than life.
It is - just the Valley.
This is the world of silence, where once rang fights
This - the nightingale sings,
it is - a mother who lost a son,
This - and the duty of memory,
This - my brothers and sisters.