When I come back in would-be incarnation
God will give me the right to choose my way.
My native land!
I won't go astray.
You'll be again my only destination.
While wandering in dismal nowhere
I'll keep in memory your sacred face
To recognize at once each dear place
When newly-born, my soul arrives there.
My love will give me a divine code
To guide me right showing the road.
You may not wait. But strong my faith is:
For ages being nothing but believer
I will return! I'll come back by all means
To you, my Homeland!
To you, my River!
Translated from Russian by Larisa Ladyka
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