Balled of the mountain

One of Valentina's favourites

Let me tell you a story,
Come closer now child,
Of the mountains around you,
Where freedom is found.

Down by the coast child,
Far to the south,
At the mouth of the river,
This high mountain is found.

Proud mountain stands,
Where our weakness once was,
Where he made his last stand,
For all of our good.

When invaders they came,
Up from the south,
Over the plains,
Threatened the town.

One brave young man went,
To warn the Tsar,
Of the immenant threat,
But could he save them all? 

Proud mountain stands,
Where our weakness once was,
Where he made his last stand,
For all of our good. 

The young man lead his troops, 
South to his home, 
Where they made their stand, 
To save the country from harm 

They fought long and hard, 
On that fateful day, 
The foe was beaten back, 
At the cost of his life 

Proud mountain stands,
Where our weakness once was,
Where he made his last stand,
For all of our good.

This saint called up mountains, 
Grew from the ground, 
Held back the foe, 
Not a gap to be found. 

A long sword pierced his side, 
His blood it rushed forth, 
They carried him far, 
To the mouth of the bay, 
With the last of his strength, 
He ended the fray, 
Raised the last defence high, 
So now we can say: 

Proud mountain stands,
Where our weakness once was,
Where he made his last stand,
For all of our good.

Proud mountain stands,
Where our weakness once was,
Where he made his last stand,
For all of our good.

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This lullaby recounts an old legend and is a very popular one for children. The legend is a personal favorite of Pyotr's and the song was taught to him by Valentina who often sings it to their young children.