Farewell to my church!
If I were to cry,
I would cry near a birch.
Russia nearby
The vineyard brings fear
To me and my peer,
To me and my God.
If I were a tod,
I'll run away
To Motherland.
We're all just clay
For His holy hand.
If I were a roe
I'll still run away
Please, let me go!
It was the best day
For the end
Of the world.
Farewell to my church
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