Город [Gorod] [English translation]

Under the sky of blue a golden city stands,

With gates of pure transparency, where starlight never ends.

Its gardens are in bloom with flowers, and within

These beasts are walking slowly, of beauty never seen.

A yellow lion with a fiery mane,

The other – ox, expressive with his eyes;

There is a golden eagle flying,

Gazing at the world so unforgettably.

And in the sky of blue the only burning star;

My Angel, it’s forever yours, you see it from afar.

The loving are the loved, and holy are the bright;

You let the star to lead you there, the garden is in sight.

The lion meets you with his fiery mane,

The ox of blue, with his expressive eyes;

And the golden eagle’s flying closer,

Staring with his gaze so unforgettable.