Текст песни Сводный хор - Прощание славянки. слова А. Мингалёва

Many songs we have laid down in the heart,
Glorifying the native land,
Utterly we loved you
Our holy Russian land.
Highly chapter you raised,
Like the sun, your face shone.
But you became a victim of meanness
Those who betrayed you and sold.

   Chorus:
   And again in the campaign
   Trumpet calls us.
   We all stand in line,
   And let's go to the holy battle!
   Stand up for the Faith,
   Russian land!

Waiting winning Russian saints,
Respond, the Orthodox host!
Where is your Ilya, and where your Dobrynia?
Sons of Motherland is calling!
Under the banner we stand,
Religious procession with the prayer go.
For Russia the right thing
The blood we shed honest Russian.

We are all children of a great power,
We all remember the covenant of their fathers.
For the sake of the honor and glory of the motherland
Do not feel sorry for myself or enemies!
Arise, Russia, from the slave bondage,
The spirit of victory is calling, it's time to fight!
Raise the battle flags
For the sake of faith, love and goodness.