Родина Посвящается братьям суворовцам

The word is «Homeland», and it can mean so much
Слово «Родина» может означать так много
Посвящается братьям суворовцам


In a land far away, a story is told
Of a place called home, with memories of old
Childhood and youth, parents and teachers too
All make up the complex notion, of a country true

The word is «Homeland», and it can mean so much
From pride to shame, to political clutch
To some, it's a woman, to others, a sword
To each his own, it's a feeling, adored

For those at the military school of music
Their homeland is Troitse-Lykovo, quite specific
In the smell of bushes where they used to pee
In their instrument's vibrato, and their first sweetie's glee

Homeland, it's a feeling, a sensation in the heart
Something that can't be stolen, torn or ripped apart
It travels with us, as we age and grow old
And we can build it up, as new memories unfold

So, dear reader, let's share our homeland tales
Of what it means to us, and the feelings it entails
Let's listen to each other, and hear the sound
Of our beloved Russia, in all its glory found

Homeland is our values, passed down from father to son
Spiritual over material, common over one
Justice over law, service over possession
Power over property, in our homeland obsession

It's also our history, at times flawed and fake
But the people create it, through the system they make
Education and upbringing, shaping the land
Creating a homeland, that we all understand

So let's celebrate our homeland, in all its forms
From the mountains to the cities, and the fields where it's born
Let's cherish our memories, and the stories we hold
For our homeland, it's a feeling, that never grows old.

         

         Наши ценности
          Our values


From father to son, these values are passed,
An inheritance, more precious than gold amassed,
Spiritual over material, they do proclaim,
A life of purpose, not just chasing fame.

Common above private, they hold dear,
The collective good, above selfish fear,
Justice over the law, a guiding light,
For fairness and equity, they always fight.

Service over possession, they believe,
The greatest good, in helping those in need,
And power over property, they hold true,
A noble pursuit, to serve the many, not the few.

These values make up the Homeland they cherish,
A legacy they guard, so it may never perish,
For in upholding these principles, they find,
A better world, for all humankind.

Читайте СОН ДНЕВАЛЬНОГО «Достоверные суворовские воспоминания» http://proza.ru/2019/11/04/507

                By Vladmir, march 10 2023