Текст песни Группа Голубые береты - Русь

Word for word, a fist on the table,
We remember the mother of the apostles,
They were spoiled, they drank their soul,
We became poor, orphans ...

Behind icons devils are hidden,
Heart prophetic, oh we shall cry,
A naprachemsya, let's rise,
As in spring, the water will move from place to place!

Chorus:
Oooooo, as long as holy Russia sleeps
Oooooo, as long as holy Russia sleeps
Oooooo, as long as holy Russia sleeps
Oooooo, as long as holy Russia sleeps

Words of the wise did not listen,
The kings were building, we destroyed.
Soul of the Russian fucked up,
The ancient earth was all wounded.

And the descendants will show us their account -
Not flowers to the cross, but weeds with grass,
For careless sleep and tyrants captivity
Rise, Russia, get up off your knees!

Chorus:
Oooooo, as long as holy Russia sleeps
Oooooo, as long as holy Russia sleeps
Oooooo, as long as holy Russia sleeps
Oooooo, as long as holy Russia sleeps