Teksten oversatt til engelsk følger her:
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
