Subsided swearing tribes: within the remote
I do not hear the noise of battle and the sound of the trumpet of war;
From on high, at the sound of slender lire,
On a bleak land descends Bright World.
happened!.. Russian tsar, you reached glorious purpose!
In vain the proud home flew;
In vain continue banners countless squads
In being able to audacity crowned giant
On the death was menacing, barge cleaves to-Head:
Sword of fire flashed over smoky Muscovy!
Star destroyer went out in the eternal gloom,
And pomerknul flame crown on the forehead!
happiness shuddering son, and, thrown by fate,
He did not see the Russian land under him. —
Runs ... Thunder flew and revenge to him in a trail;
And from the throne he fell proud ... and again ... and there arose!
You, our brave King, thank you, Thanksgiving!
When the enemies of shelves covered remotely,
In the armor when he fought, vzlozhiv feathered helmet,
Bended knee before the altar of Almighty,
You wars of sword and drew a vow made holy
From the yoke of the country to protect his home.
We heeded this oath; and proud hearts
Excited flame flew after his father
And the death and the fatal burnt trembling;
And Russia before the enemy stronghold formidable steel!..
"By the sword!"There was a click, and a whirlwind flew;
banner, vosshumev, developed in the wind;
He embraced his brother: and gave a nice hand
Mladen warriors on a sad parting;
at once. Freedom kindled fierce battle,
And death would grab their cold hand!..
And I ... away thunders, in the shadow of your reliable ...
I quietly blossomed, careless, serene!
Alas! I do not judge a mysterious limit
Fight for your foes in a hail of arrows!..
Sons Borodin, Kulmskie of heroes!
I have seen, how to battle your flying construc;
Enthusiastic soul of his brothers in a hurry.
Well why hast brane dollars I do not shed blood?
mail, infant clutching a sword hand,
covered with wounds, I do not pal you pre
And glory under the wings of the morning not slept?
I honor the great affairs witness was not?
ABOUT, how majestic, immortal, you came
When strong with the children rushed;
AND, Chela lifting of the gloom of coffins,
nations, fallen under the weight of the shackles,
Heavy tsepiyu enthusiastically shook
And with timid joy inquired of each other:
“Can it be true, we are free?... Can it be terrible fall ...
who is brave? Who's thunder in the north rebelled?..”
And dilapidated chapter knelt Europe,
King-savior surrounded knee
Freed from the bonds of slavery hand,
And rebel power has disappeared before you!
And now you are to the children, of our king, returned,
And midnight on the edge of a rush of delight!
Incline a full look on your people of humility -
All persons joy, lyuboviyu shine.
Hearken - all over the news gratifying rushes,
Everywhere proud clicking sounds fun;
According Stogniy noise, all shining triumph,
And you are among the crowd, Russia deity!
To meet the leader of your squad fly wins.
Old man, happy century forgetting Catherine,
He looks at you with silent tears.
you are our, of Russian tsar! Leave the helmet of steel
And the sword of war, and shield - our fence;
Pour out before Janus sacred world cup,
AND, Being able to battle crushing hand,
UNIVERSE autumn coveted silence!..
And come the golden times of peace,
Cover helmets rust, roasted and arrows,
The quivers hidden, forget your flight;
Happy peasants, not knowing the stormy troubles,
According nivam entail plow, sophisticated world;
court volatile, trade okrilenny,
Feed shall cut free ocean,
And young children warlike Slavs
Good idleness annoyance surrender to,
And silence once round the elders gathered,
Bowed the greedy ears, and dilapidated crutch
I stan, and inverse operation, and far from the forest hill
Dust nachertit on medlenno before Nimi,
words of truth, free, simple,
They glory in the accounts of previous years will revive
And the good king in tears bless.
