Что за песни [Shto za pesni] [English translation]

What's that song, what's that song

That our (land of) Rus is singing

And though you might burst, brother

You will never sing like this, frenchman

(REF)

Golden, daring, and not german

Daring, russian and alive, one hell of a song !

How to prolong, how to fill

The songs of the russian people

After all, from where it is taken

It's hitting straight to the heart

(REF)

(INTERLUDE)

It shall sing of the dark of night

Or of the white snow

Of the merchant's daughter

Of meadows that are like silk

It shall sing of the blue-ish sea

Or our mother the river

Of grief and sorrow

Of heartfelt sadness

(INTERLUDE)

Rus is mighty even when singing,

It is wide and deep

It is free, and a rattlesnake

and its tone resounds