The cool wind brushes against the mountains kindly, excusing itself
The high gentle so mountains stand proud on top of Shatoy
The strong but gentle rocks carefully awaken the tender waterfalls that gracefully glide through the river to Argun
The birds sing the lyrics of our anthem to the setting sun





The picturesque horizon smoothes the path for her friend to set
The sun brings forth her light upon Grozny to shine
The thoughtful ground hugs my land with warmth of friendship, never bowing down to keep up our customs
The trees whisper sweet and mild messages bad and good to hear throughout the city of Grozny.
The suns rays knocks on the clear windows of Chechens.

through the river to Argun
The birds sing the lyrics of our anthem to the setting sun





The picturesque horizon smoothes the path for her friend to set
The sun brings forth her light upon Grozny to shine
The thoughtful ground hugs my land with warmth of friendship, never bowing down to keep up our customs
The trees whisper sweet and mild messages bad and good to hear throughout the city of Grozny.
The suns rays knocks on the clear windows of Chechens.