"Гимн Алым парусам"3

[Intro] [Orchestral fanfare and timpani] [Verse 1] In the dawn’s salute mist, Through the blue fog on the Neva, The red sail — a sign of hope, Brig «Russia» goes to a dream. [Chorus] «Russia» — the ship of fate and dreams, Red sail — you soar proudly in the height! The light of fireworks in the sky far away — This is our festival, our city of dreams! [Verse 2] Fast as the northern wind, The red sail of fate flies. Youth is the time of hope, Trembling meetings and love. [Chorus] «Russia» — the ship of fate and dreams, Red sail — you soar proudly in the height! The light of fireworks in the sky far away — This is our festival, our city of dreams! [Bridge] The path is hard, thorny — no problem, We don’t seek easy ways! Sunlight in the spray of water — In our eyes, the dream sparkles! [Verse 3] Cutting through the wave, you lead, Captain, Along the waves, the red sail is on course. Seagulls circle, and the soul sings… Here is our pier, our haven. [Chorus] [Epic brass and strings] «Russia» — the ship of fate and dreams, Your sails smell of the winds of freedom! The splash of a living wave at the side, Whispers of ancient legends over the Neva. [Outro] Sailing away, the dream brig — red sail, Assol’s cove in the rays of the bright dawn. Gray found his haven, his light, Good luck, graduates, into a new dawn! «Russia» — the ship of fate and dreams, Red sail — a sign of hope! The light of distant fires in the distance, Happiness’s beacon ahead! [Fade out]