Всадник [Vsadnik] [English translation]

In storms and calms

Angel on spire

Watching us from above

Through all wars

Neva"s waves

Hit their head in granite

Rushing to victory

The Bronze Horseman

Roughly reared up

We stand

And don't surrender

We.

In March and May

City in fog

Is fairy and beatiful

City will rise

Together with bridges

Rivers will enter the bay

Rushing to victory

The Bronze Horseman

Roughly reared up

We stand

And don't surrender

We.

Snownballs and sleds

Palaces and castles

First spring leaf

City will wake up

Heart will beat

It's visible without any lens

How many happy faces

Rushing to victory

The Bronze Horseman

Roughly reared up

We stand

And don't surrender

We.