Hymn of Udmurtiya...

Hymn of Udmurtiya...
Vladimir Gerun


Luga native, white birches,
The sky over mine Можгой becomes blue,
Gold stars sparkle in the sky
And in our souls a joyful spirit.

The people of Udmurtiya are uniform with all Russia
And the glory to the Native land is born by it for a long time,
And the enemy force so has not cut us,
To fascists we have rejected of enemies pressure.

Luga native, white birches,
The sky over mine Можгой becomes blue,
Gold stars sparkle in the sky
And in our souls a joyful spirit.

Оружье ours of a world class,
For the Native land a reliable board and a sword,
Aggressors do not need to be put to us,
Not that we will take down their heads from shoulders.

Luga native, white birches,
The sky over mine Можгой becomes blue,
Gold stars sparkle in the sky
And in our souls a joyful spirit.

Fields native are loved by us and care
And feasible we to the country bear the contribution,
With the lifted head we is proud we go
And about love and friendship we sing.

Luga native, white birches,
The sky over mine Можгой becomes blue,
Gold stars sparkle in the sky
And in our souls a joyful spirit.