Rostov-on-Don

Rostov-on-Don
Sergey Berestov

On the right bank of the Velikaya River,
The great city that people built here
He burns with lights as if under mastic,
Rostov-on-Don, it was once named!

I was born here, I grew up here,
I hope here sometime in old age I will die,
My city has endured a lot
And to the ground now I will bow to him!

I say: "Rostov !!!", and a shiver runs through my body,
You are our Dad, our Parent forever!
I admire you, love you beyond measure,
I was born here, I am a happy person!

You developed from a fortress once,
That the Cossacks erected here on the Don,
He kept the southern border of Russia sacred,
The spirit of freedom walked along the steppe here!

You stand gloomily on seven hills
Everyone is afraid of you, whom you don't ask,
You are our Dad, your thoughts about children,
And if someone is guilty, forgive!

You have brought up quite a few different destinies,
Art people, business people,
Everyone loves you, honors and will not condemn you,
You are the mastermind behind our best ideas!

Rostov is mine! You are the best in the world!
I love your native streets!
As there is a lot of light on Sadovaya at night,
They lived on Krasnodarskaya - all my friends!

I once grew up on your streets
And hooligans with friends like everyone else,
And we took beer in Geneva all takeaway,
And in the morning they walked from the brides through the dew!

There are bad days and hardships
They overwhelm us, are subject to them for an hour,
You are not a chondri, because you have been in Rostov for years,
You live them here, be happy now !!!