Belarus is my, my dear,
My tender mother earth
You are beautiful, you are loved:
And your meadows, and fields,
And your roads are spacious,
And your lakes in the woods
And your black hazel trees,
And cranes - in the sky.
Belarus is my, my tender,
My snow, my shelter,
You and my serene song
You and happiness, and comfort!
I bow down to everything for you,
And I am glad that you live,
What a beautiful white panel
Above my destiny you float!
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