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Нету страны лучше,
Матушки России.
И возможно жгучий,
Интерес к ней в мире.

Здесь своя культура,
Красота природы.
И своя структура,
Ни смотря на годы...

Мировых событий,
Войн,разрух,обмана
Разделений гильдий,
Похождений Хана.

Здесь своя эпоха,
И из всех историй,
В нашей странно Бога,
Почитали стоя.

Делали иконы,
Ставили им свечи.
Совершив поклоны,
Все крестили плечи.

Кто-то помолился,
Кто-то повторялся.
Этот искупился,
Тот же взял,умчался.

Патриарх Московский,
Знает вся Россия.
Перед властью тихий
Говорит красиво.

Заповеди Бога,
Вовсе позабыли.
Очень даже плохо,
Их что отложили.

Бог на первом месте,
Ни семья,ни дача.
Подаваясь лести,
Ни прийдет удача.

Помните о Боге,
Чтите его правду.
А ни то,что в моде,
Утоляет жажду...

Потакая власти,
Людям и народу.
Верить нужной масти,
Угодивши сброду.

Люди,оглянитесь!
Бог един на небе,
Жить не торопитесь,
Есть пока что время.

Время на молитвы,
И на покаяние,
Скоро будут титры,
Жить осталось мало!

Скоро постучится,
Он в твое окошко.
Если так случится,
Хоть готов немножко?

Небеса не дремлют,
Суд наступит страшный.
Ангелы все реют,
Вид пока пейзажный.

Но наступит время,
Радости и горя.
Люди за то бремя,
Будут без покоя.

Каждому подарок,
За земной поступок
У кого-то сладок,
У кого-то жуток.

Время остается,
Может больше года.
Всё только обойдется,
Если вспомнишь Бога!

No country is better
Mother Russia.
And maybe burning,
Interest in it in the world.

It has its own culture,
The beauty of nature.
And its structure,
Not looking for years ...

World events,
Wars, destruction, deceit
Separation of the guilds,
Adventures of Hannah.

It has its own epoch,
And of all the stories,
In our country, God,
Revered standing.

Did icons
They put their candles.
Having made a bow,
All baptized shoulders.

Some prayed,
Someone repeated.
This is redeemed,
He also took, drove off.

Patriarch of Moscow,
He knows the whole of Russia.
Before the quiet power
Says nice.

The commandments of God,
Far from forgotten.
Very bad
That they have postponed.

God is in the first place,
Neither the family nor cottage.
Leaning flattery
No luck will come.

Remember God
Honor him the truth.
And neither is that in fashion,
Quenches the thirst ...

Indulging power
People and the people.
Believing the right color,
Who have pleased rabble.

People, look!
One God in heaven,
Live not in a hurry,
There is yet time.

Time for prayer
And for repentance,
Soon there will be titles,
Life is short!

Soon, knock,
He's in your box.
If this happens,
Although little is ready?

Heaven is not asleep,
The Court will come terrible.
Angels hover all,
Kind of long landscape.

But the time will come
Joy and sorrow.
People for the burden
There will be no peace.

Each gift
For the Earth's action
Someone sweet,
Someone zhutok.

Time remains
Maybe more than a year.
All cost only,
If you remember God!

Музыка/Слова Владимир Крамаренко Май 2012

Перевод песни

There is no better country
Mothers of Russia.
And perhaps burning
Interest in her in the world.

It has its own culture
Beauty of nature.
And its own structure,
Despite the years ...

World events,
War, devastation, deception
Guild divisions,
Khan's Adventures.

It has its own era,
And from all the stories,
In our strange God,
Honored standing.

Made icons
They put candles on them.
Having made obeisances,
Everyone crossed their shoulders.

Someone prayed
Someone repeated.
This one has redeemed
The same one took it and ran away.

Patriarch of Moscow,
All of Russia knows.
Quiet in front of power
Speaks beautifully.

Commandments of God
They have completely forgotten.
Very bad
They were postponed.

God comes first
Neither family nor dacha.
Giving in to flattery
No luck will come.

Remember God
Honor his truth.
And not what is in fashion,
Quenches thirst ...

Indulging in authority
People and people.
Believe the right suit
Pleasing the rabble.

People, look around!
God is one in heaven
Take your time to live
There is still time.

Prayer time
And to repentance,
Credits coming soon
Little to live!

Knocking soon
He is in your window.
If this happens,
Ready a little?

Heaven is awake
A terrible judgment will come.
Angels all howl
The view is still landscape.

But the time will come
Joy and sorrow.
People for the burden
There will be no rest.

To everyone a gift
For an earthly act
Someone's sweet
Someone is creepy.

Time remains
Maybe more than a year.
Everything will only be okay
If you remember God!

No country is better
Mother Russia.
And maybe burning,
Interest in it in the world.

It has its own culture,
The beauty of nature.
And its structure,
Not looking for years ...

World events,
Wars, destruction, deceit
Separation of the guilds,
Adventures of Hannah.

It has its own epoch,
And of all the stories,
In our country, God,
Revered standing.

Did icons
They put their candles.
Having made a bow,
All baptized shoulders.

Some prayed,
Someone repeated.
This is redeemed,
He also took, drove off.

Patriarch of Moscow,
He knows the whole of Russia.
Before the quiet power
Says nice.

The commandments of God,
Far from forgotten.
Very bad
That they have postponed.

God is in the first place,
Neither the family nor cottage.
Leaning flattery
No luck will come.

Remember god
Honor him the truth.
And neither is that in fashion,
Quenches the thirst ...

Indulging power
People and the people.
Believing the right color,
Who have pleased rabble.

People, look!
One God in heaven,
Live not in a hurry,
There is yet time.

Time for prayer
And for repentance,
Soon there will be titles,
Life is short!

Soon, knock,
He's in your box.
If this happens,
Although little is ready?

Heaven is not asleep,
The Court will come terrible.
Angels hover all,
Kind of long landscape.

But the time will come
Joy and sorrow.
People for the burden
There will be no peace.

Each gift
For the Earth's action
Someone sweet,
Someone zhutok.

Time remains
Maybe more than a year.
All cost only,
If you remember God!

Music / Lyrics by Vladimir Kramarenko May 2012

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