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Beyond the quiet river and birch grove

The first spring flower is bursting into bloom

And I am simply making a wish

And having crossed myself, I will glance to the East


The sky will be coloured (lit: colour itself) by scarlet dawn

And the eternal sun will rise over the world

And a white bird will fly over the earth

And bring God’s forgiveness from the heavens


And something big will make itself known to my heart

Such that it is not [possible] to take in in my lifetime

And it will become peaceful and sweet like in childhood

When my mother hugged me


A solemn prayer will flow with tears

Sadness will be filled with Christ’s love

And at that moment my soul will touch

The grand entirety with the name of Russia