Chorus:
Shiroka strana moya rodnaya,
Mnogo v ney lesov, poley i rek!
‖: Ya drugoy takoy strany ne znayu,
Gde tak vol’no dyshit chelovek. :‖
1.
Ot Moskvy do samykh do okrain,
S yuzhnykh gor do severnykh morey
Chelovek prokhodit, kak khozyain
Neob”yatnoy Rodiny svoyey.
Vsyudu zhizn’ i vol’no i shiroko,
Tochno Volga polnaya, techёt.
Molodym — vezde u nas doroga,
Starikam — vezde u nas pochёt.
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2.
Nashi nivy glazom ne obsharish’,
Ne upomnish’ nashikh gorodov,
Nashe slovo gordoye «tovarishch»
Nam dorozhe vsekh krasivykh slov.
S etim slovom my povsyudu doma,
Net dlya nas ni chёrnykh, ni tsvetnykh,
Eto slovo kazhdomu znakomo,
S nim vezde nakhodim my rodnykh.
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3.
Za stolom nikto u nas ne lishniy,
Po zaslugam kazhdyy nagrazhdёn.
Zolotymi bukvami my pishem
Vsenarodnyy Stalinskiy zakon.
Etikh slov velichiye i slavu
Nikakiye gody ne sotrut:
Chelovek vsegda imeyet pravo
Na uchen’ye, otdykh i na trud.
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4.
Nad stranoy vesenniy veter veyet,
S kazhdym dnёm vse radostneye zhit’.
I nikto na svete ne umeyet
Luchshe nas smeyat’sya i lyubit’.
No surovo brovi my nasupim,
Yesli vrag zakhochet nas slomat’, —
Kak nevestu. Rodinu my lyubim,
Berezhёm, kak laskovuyu mat’.
Chorus
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