Текст песни Мария Пахоменко - Русь родимая, изначальная

There at the Crossroads stone white- flammable ,
There crimson light because of the black clouds,
Three paths lie on three sides ,
And shout - black ravens circling .

I will accept anyone, even death , fight,
After all, your love every moment with me ,
Three paths lie on three sides ,
And shout - black ravens circling .

Blades tremble , thunder rolling,
But the enemy stumble and backed away,
This belief to me you are like a sword , gave ,
Let me die , if only you lived !

Russ darling , original ,
About you my Cheering !

There at the Crossroads stone white- flammable ,
But in his homeland have coveted key.
You leaned over my misfortune ,
Raised me you living water .

To the road again to fight again ,
After all my love every moment with you!
Russ immortal , original ,
About you my Cheering !
About you my Cheering !