marshal reviews Victory Day parade.
There are heroes along Victory Square,
There are heroes, our grandfathers and fathers.
There passed years, from that terrible fight of a century,
Our heroes, we remember them.
And every year, we remember, and we celebrate heroes of that war.
That the stomach was not regretted, in a victory of that war.
Thank you, fathers and grandfathers is veterans,
Thank you what life we were given.
Thank you that the sun did not go out,
Thank you, for everything.
About love
The love is fine, the love is wished by us!
The love, serene pure beauty is fine.
The love, beauty of flowers is fine,
The love, small stalks of scarlet roses is fine:
Beauty of love – fine beauty,
Love fine – mothers lands,
Love of the cleanest – spring water,
Lands fine – the homeland of the earth.
My fatherland, my homeland!
As you are beautiful, and it is loved.
My fatherland, my fatherland,
My boundless dwelling:
Seasons
Winter-spring, Beauty it!
Summer-fall, gold it!
Winter and Fall, gold times!
Hot summer, Spring of Rozhn!
Beauty of the nature surround us,
They are beautiful!
In love, breath joyful luminescence of a human soul!
About! – As we are not fair to you, the nature mother;
We poison and we destroy life your, your and our life.
You are mother of all on this evil planet,
You are our mother, you are mother of the earth, you are our mother!
I love, I love, I love you.
I love you, fine purity of soul,
I love you, fine full purity,
Love air, not terrestrial,
Love water, transparent true purity of soul!
Russia
Russia is wide! Your open spaces are big!
I love you with all the heart!
Fine, true purity.
Beauty of a meadow, field and river,
Beauty fine woods!
Streams, prankishes they murmur,
Are fine and clean.
Fields, meadows, the woods are dense, the sun gold is radiant,
To evening dawn rustle foliage,
Rest and withering, silences.
Dawn of love, rising beams sun,
Love fine, dawn of new life.
All wake up around, trees, birds, animals,
All a song sing matins, fine matins of a dawn.
Love, fine they sing,
Love to a home.
Beauty fine, purity of soul!
To love of beautiful mother of soul.
We eulogize our home,
We love our earth without it прикрас.
Our house, our wood, fields and rivers,
We love them, for that, about is.
About love to
I love fine – I love all live!
I love creation – I love art!
I love abstract thinking,
I love rising decline of beauty fine creation!
Sunshine – scarlet petals its creation!
Perfectly and with calm here.
Souls rests, pleasure,
Souls rests, pacification,
Souls rests, relaxation,
Last beams of a sunset sun.
About love to
The love is beautiful without the rest!
The love is beautiful as spring!
Love, it is red souls rustling of a leaf fall!
Love, it rising sun of gold!
Great chancellor
The great chancellor who is he such is?
Dictatorship it, master of destinies.
He the power, the law, it is the tsar of misters,
It in each person, angry it is fate.
Everything in only it is the Lord – paper god.
We are driven to it, without remembering anything sacred.
We cherish it and we hate for one.
He is a god ours, the master of destinies.
Whom is he appointed? Us, people,
It is sealed by the power.
Where without it not to pass, not to get to without it anywhere.
It the power and pain, all in only it paper.
He is the master of destinies, it only simple paper.
