Oh, Russia, I’m in love with you!
Remember, Russia, you are great
Not in the field of battles past
But in the lush green fields of wheat
And forests, gardens, free of dust.
I love you deeply, dear land,
Your lakes with shores of fine sand;
Your rivers, valleys, hills and seas;
Your songs and dances; birds in trees;
Your sunrise is a splendid sight
Which always gives me such delight!