Текст песни Георгий Свиридов - Наша земля

The earth
 where is the air
 like sweet juice,
will throw
 and pinging, -
but the land
 with which
 together freezing
forever
 can not stop loving.

Can
 forget
 where and when
bubble raised
 and goiters
but the land
 with which
 the two were starving, -
can't
 never
 forget!

I have seen
 places that
 where figs with quince
grew up
 easily
 at my mouth, -
to such
 treat differently.
But the land,
 which
 conquered
and half-dead
 nursed
where get up with a bullet,
 lie down with a rifle
where is the drop
 slough with the masses, -
with such
 ground
 you will go
 for life,
on the holidays,
to work
 and to death.