Вопрос задан 12.01.2020 в 01:34. Предмет Английский язык. Спрашивает Kazarin Gleb.

Стихи о Росси на английском языке

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Отвечает Фролова Мария.
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Sure! Here is a poem about Russia in English:

Russia, land of vast expanse, With mountains high and rivers dance. From Moscow's streets to Siberian plains, A country rich in history's reins.

From the Kremlin's walls, a tale unfolds, Of czars and empires, brave and bold. The onion domes, a symbol of might, Gleaming in the day, shining at night.

Through snowy winters and golden fall, Russia's beauty captivates us all. Her forests deep, where bears roam free, And tundra stretches as far as the eye can see.

From St. Petersburg's canals so grand, To Volga River's mighty hand, Russia's landscapes, diverse and vast, Leave visitors in awe, spellbound, and aghast.

Her literature, a treasure trove, From Pushkin's poems to Tolstoy's prose. Dostoevsky's novels, deep and profound, Echoing truths that still resound.

The Russian soul, resilient and strong, Enduring hardships, singing songs. With a passion for art and music's embrace, Russia's culture leaves a lasting trace.

So here's to Russia, land of pride, A nation with a rich and storied stride. May her beauty and spirit never fade, As she continues to thrive and make her mark, unswayed.

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