Fedor Nikolaevich Glinka. (№ 247019)

Now if we doze off in peace
Devoted sons of Russia?!
Let's amnesia in military formation,
Come and the horrors of war
Friends, the Motherland, the people
We'll find the glory and freedom
Or all will fall to its native fields!
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There's the calling to battle other
Wife, sobbing, sends her spouse,
And the mother into battle - their sons!
The groom thinks the bride,
And louder pipes on the field of honor
Calling the love of the Fatherland!