Текст песни Облачный край - Русская народная

Oh, you're epic land
Long-suffering land
Burned more than once by fire
My Holy Russia

Born here and I grew up
I dreamed about volodyushka
Which is not your fault
From birth was deprived

There are some very skilled
All kinds of craftsmen
And the miracle maidens are Russians
Beautiful and tender

Crowning the Russian land
His glorious beauty
The capital is gold-domed
Oh, Mother Moscow

In the chambers and mansions here
Sit on long benches
Long beards oaks
Boyars da princes

Oh, sir, do not be angry, -
No matter how smart you are
Kohl on the ground so many goats
What progress is there?