Vladimir Gerun Hymn of Komi 2006г. г. Vorkuta. The people of Komi glory you and force, Start up the great country blossoms, Native mother, you has blest us For all centuries, for these times. Native mother, you has blest us For all centuries, for these times. The Earth Native, is long since favourite, To sacred Parma - to turn green always, Here air, here such force is sweet, You for ever I will not throw never! Here air, here such force is sweet, You for ever I will not throw never! The soul sings, - great open spaces, Ridges of Urals Mountains hold heavens, I love the the rivers, Parma, mountains, My native, lovely beauty. I love the the rivers, Parma, mountains, My native, lovely beauty. The Earth Native, is long since favourite, To sacred Parma - to turn green always, Here air, here such force is sweet, You for ever I will not throw never! Here air, here such force is sweet, You for ever I will not throw never! I heart here, in the homeland of wonderful, Where I veins, heard voices, The soul washing is sung in this song, I love you, - about my Native land! The soul washing is sung in this song, I love you, - about my Native land! The Earth Native, is long since favourite, To sacred Parma - to turn green always, Here air, here such force is sweet, You for ever I will not throw never! Here air, here such force is sweet, You for ever I will not throw never! Gerun Vladimir Dmitrievich. Mountains. Vorkuta | 
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