Текст песни родственники - песня русских кавказцев

With the time , long ago forgotten ,
Devotion to the Iberian land ,
From our ancestors distinguished
One word we have preserved ;
It prowess of our beginning,
Start of happiness and misery ,
It we always sounded :
Alaverdi ! Alaverdi ! ..

Alaverdi - & quot; the Lord is with thee, & quot ;,
There is no better toast for friends
His offer up among themselves
Expensive for its guests ;
We each guest bestowed by God ,
Whatever he environment
At least in squalid rags :
Alaverdi ! Alaverdi ! ..

But if a guest - Father Sovereign ,
Earth's sun who is not happy ?
To toast grace- rise
Elbrus , Kazbek and Ararat.
Blessed be the same fate,
Who we are so strong and proud ,
Our Lord , the Lord is with thee :
Alaverdi ! Alaverdi ! ..

We all went to the new struggles ,
Without waiting for the series .
Praise the Fallen, and healthy -
Alaverdi ! Alaverdi !
We gryanem together all the Caucasus ,
All adverbs and frets ,
One spirit , one time :
Alaverdi ! Alaverdi ! ..