Текст песни Людмила Зыкина - Россия, вспомни о себе

My most holy, gullible Russia
What I did with myself and I don’t dare to think ...
A century has passed, by the fate of fate
Russia, remember yourself ...

Endless fields, forest springs
Fragrant land at a dormant river.
Oh god turn around face her fate
Russia, remember about yourself ... remember about yourself ...

Where the northern Madonnas, shy sadness
Good and joy, open Russia
Think finally about your own destiny.
Russia, remember yourself ...

My holiness, trusting Russia ...