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Russia, our sacred nation; Russia, our beloved land.
Mighty will, great glory: these are your riches forevermore.
Glory to our free fatherland: union of fraternal peoples down
the ages,
the people's wisdom handed down from our ancestors.
Glory to our country: you are our pride!
From the southern seas to polar tracts, our forests and fields
are spread.
You are unique in the world... you are unique! Our motherland,
protected by God!
A vast expanse for dreams and for life; the years open the way
to our future.
Our faith toward the fatherland gives us strength: it was, is
and will forever be thus!
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Russia's anthem's no "America" or "Star Spangled
Banner"...
But our emphasis is not a question of our words: it's a question
of our perspective.
Our Federal tunes are of true love of nature, they don't extol
mere swaths of ground.
Read their silly words: fervored yet weary paeans to "the
good old days";
a dull hope for arranging a cold, gray, dreary,
future world;
ours cheer, hurry onward - calling out loud for true evolution
of free people of Earth -
and celebrate our wish (our hope) for improvement
of humanity:
...why, yes, it's surely harder to see God under a red star,
than our flag's thirteen white stars.
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