Я не ожидал допрос на границе с Россией, но это случилось

I didn't expect to be interrogated at the Russian border, but it happened. ____________________________ I'm coming to you! Bogdan Nevsky A measured step across the cobblestones of centuries, We uphold our will from sword to bayonet. From the ancient squad to our regiments, We inherited the courage of our fathers. (The Courage of Our Fathers) - The weight of armor and the solemn shine, In a monolithic formation—a decisive step. The honor of uniforms is our righteous sign, In our eyes—a clear flame, above us—our flag. (Above us—our flag) - I'm coming to you! (I'm coming to you) A motto through the centuries. I'm coming to you! (I'm coming to you) In a steel whirlwind. Honor and oath! Order and formation! The Guard boldly goes into battle! (To our battle!) - We firmly maintain the silence of our borders, Ready to attack, growing ever stronger. The sacred command is our will, The fire of our truth has not yet died out. (Not extinguished) - Steel! Honor! Duty! Glory! March! (March!) Strike! (Strike!) - I'm coming to you! (I'm coming to you) A motto through the centuries. I'm coming to you! (I'm coming to you) In a whirlwind of steel. Honor and oath! Order and formation! The Guard boldly marches into its battle! (To its battle!) - I'm coming to you! (I'm coming to you) Army of the faithful. I'm coming to you! (I'm coming to you) Glory of the immortals. Russia. You can listen to the song here: https://t.me/bogdan_nevsky/150 © Home Bogdan Nevsky I sit alone in a foreign land A photograph in my hand A familiar look, a familiar landscape Everything is so far away, but it's ours - Wherever I am, my soul is here In the heart of Russia, as before, there is My history, my home Always with me through distance - (Soul is here, soul is here) - A letter from my mother on the table About how snow falls in Moscow How home smells of pie And bells ring I live here, but my path is there And this bridge cannot be closed - I stand between worlds But I know only one truth That the strength of my ancestors in my blood Keeps me in a foreign land - Wherever I am, my soul is here In the heart of Russia, as before, There is My story, my home Always with me through distance - (The soul is here, the soul is here) ©