歌词
On the polar sea you can’t see the sky,
On the polar sea you can’t hear birds.
But in the polar night you fancy
you can see in the gloom
A Russian birch tree on the mainland...
Behind the white birch in the azure distance
Train tracks stretch out across our native land.
Perhaps far away at this very hour
Our nearest and dearest are thinking of us.
In the polar night we fancy we can see in the
gloom
Little children on the mainland.
And the wind from the southern quarter
Brings the warm breath of our sunny land.
On the polar sea you can’t see the sky,
On the polar sea you can’t hear the birds.
We fancy we can see a Russian birch tree
in the gloom,
They love us and remember us on the
mainland.
Written by: Nikolai Myaskovsky
