Текст песни
On the Russian land
Where the wind keeps calling me
My land
Yeah
I walked that road through the white birch trees
Morning rising by the quiet stream
And deep in my heart through the light and dreams
I heard my homeland calling me
Through distant skies and the smoke by the fields
Through the cold nights and the memories
This song kept following all my years
Like the land itself was calling me home
Over the fields the cranes still fly
And church bells wake the morning light
Deep in my native land survives
A fire that never dies
Rus — it’s the road, it’s the road, it’s the road
Through the wars and the pain of the old world
Rus — it’s the soul, it’s the blood, it’s the home
On the Russian land I will return
Rus — it’s the road, it’s the road through the storm
Through the fire and snow I keep moving on
Rus — it’s the love and the scars that I know
Land where pain and love were born
Silver shaking softly on the river tonight
Moonlight floating on the dark waterline
Near the old icon a small flame shines
And the night whispers
Don’t forget your life
Where the wars once thundered across the land
Where ashes fell on the fields and sand
Still the sunrise rises once again
And the homeland breathes again
Oh my Rus
Oh my land
White birch trees
Blue river waves
Motherland
Carry me
Through the dark
Through everything
Rus — it’s the road, it’s the road, it’s the road
Through the wars and the pain of the old world
Rus — it’s the soul, it’s the blood, it’s the home
On the Russian land I will return
Rus — it’s the road, it’s the road through the storm
Through the fire and snow I keep moving on
Rus — it’s the faith living deep in my soul
Land where pain and love were born
On the Russian land
Where the wind keeps calling me
My land
On the Russian land
