Текст песни Александр Холмогоров - Русь - молитву свою

Russia send up a prayer to the sky

Sl. Music and AK Kholmogorova
 
Russia send up their prayers to the sky,
leaving the bottom of the hills and plains of the crosses.
Neck cross in the chest, and the grave,
as if lots
Russ, my die with delight your beauty.
 
Nope faith barriers and embracing the river valley,
if your heart right with clouds drink heaven.
Beach is quiet, the beach even from the sky and clay.
the clay I go, seeing in front of the image.
 
Just me and the Lord, and the river rushes past too,
leaving only one in the shower immense thought:
I'll go over the ground silently and irreversibly,
cross left at the bottom, was taken up with the homeland.