Lyrics Iron Maden - Mother Russia
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Mother russia how are you sleeping
Middle winter cold winds blow
From the trees the snowflakes drifting
Swirling round like ghosts in the snow
Mother russia poetry majestic
Tells the time of a great empire
Turning round the old man ponders
Reminiscing an age gone by
Mother russia
Dance of the tsars
Hold up your heads
Be proud of what you are
Now it has come
Freedom at last
Turning the tides of history
And your past
Mother russia
Dance of the tsars
Hold up your heads
Remember who you are
Can you release
The anger the grief
Can you be happy
Now your people are free
Матушка Русь, как ты ещё дремлешь?
Холодом веют зимы ветра,
Летят снежинки меж мёртвых деревьев,
Кружат как призраки в снегах.
Матушка Русь, величие поэзии
Воспоёт державу прошлых веков,
Вращаются кругом старика мысли,
Вспоминающего смену эпох.
Матушка Русь,
Танцуют цари,
Голову выше,
Будьте как прежде горды.
Вот, наконец
Свобода пришла,
Вращает поток истории
И твоего прошлого.
Матушка Русь,
Танец царей,
Голову выше,
Вспомните, кто вы есть.
Можешь освободиться
От гнева и слёз?
Можешь быть счастлива –
Ныне свободен твой народ.
Middle winter cold winds blow
From the trees the snowflakes drifting
Swirling round like ghosts in the snow
Mother russia poetry majestic
Tells the time of a great empire
Turning round the old man ponders
Reminiscing an age gone by
Mother russia
Dance of the tsars
Hold up your heads
Be proud of what you are
Now it has come
Freedom at last
Turning the tides of history
And your past
Mother russia
Dance of the tsars
Hold up your heads
Remember who you are
Can you release
The anger the grief
Can you be happy
Now your people are free
Матушка Русь, как ты ещё дремлешь?
Холодом веют зимы ветра,
Летят снежинки меж мёртвых деревьев,
Кружат как призраки в снегах.
Матушка Русь, величие поэзии
Воспоёт державу прошлых веков,
Вращаются кругом старика мысли,
Вспоминающего смену эпох.
Матушка Русь,
Танцуют цари,
Голову выше,
Будьте как прежде горды.
Вот, наконец
Свобода пришла,
Вращает поток истории
И твоего прошлого.
Матушка Русь,
Танец царей,
Голову выше,
Вспомните, кто вы есть.
Можешь освободиться
От гнева и слёз?
Можешь быть счастлива –
Ныне свободен твой народ.
Mother Russia How are you Sleeping
Middle Winter Cold Winds Blow
From the Trees The Snowflakes Driffting
Swirling Round Like Ghosts in the Snow
Mother Russia Poetry Majestic
Tells The Time of a Great Empire
Turning Round the Old Man Ponders
Reminiscing an Age Gone by
Mother Russia
Dance of the Tsars
Hold Up Your Heads
Be Proud of What You Are
Now it has come
Freedom at Last
Turning the Tides of History
And your pass
Mother Russia
Dance of the Tsars
Hold Up Your Heads
Remember Who You Are
Can you Release
The Anger The Grief
Can you be happy
Now your people area free
Mother Rus', how else do you doze off?
The cold of the winds of winds.
Snowflakes fly between dead trees fly,
They circle like ghosts in the snow.
Mother Rus', greatness of poetry
He will help the power of past centuries,
The old man's thoughts rotate,
Remembering the change of eras.
Mother Rus,
The kings are dancing
The head is higher,
Be as proud before.
Here, finally
Freedom came
Rotates the flow of history
And your past.
Mother Rus,
Dance of kings,
The head is higher,
Remember who you are.
You can free yourself
From anger and tears?
You can be happy -
Your people are now free.
Middle Winter Cold Winds Blow
From the Trees The Snowflakes Driffting
Swirling Round Like Ghosts in the Snow
Mother Russia Poetry Majestic
Tells The Time of a Great Empire
Turning Round the Old Man Ponders
Reminiscing an Age Gone by
Mother Russia
Dance of the Tsars
Hold Up Your Heads
Be Proud of What You Are
Now it has come
Freedom at Last
Turning the Tides of History
And your pass
Mother Russia
Dance of the Tsars
Hold Up Your Heads
Remember Who You Are
Can you Release
The Anger The Grief
Can you be happy
Now your people area free
Mother Rus', how else do you doze off?
The cold of the winds of winds.
Snowflakes fly between dead trees fly,
They circle like ghosts in the snow.
Mother Rus', greatness of poetry
He will help the power of past centuries,
The old man's thoughts rotate,
Remembering the change of eras.
Mother Rus,
The kings are dancing
The head is higher,
Be as proud before.
Here, finally
Freedom came
Rotates the flow of history
And your past.
Mother Rus,
Dance of kings,
The head is higher,
Remember who you are.
You can free yourself
From anger and tears?
You can be happy -
Your people are now free.