Ты и убогая, Ты и обильная, Ты и забитая, Ты и всесильная, Матушка-Русь! - Nikolay Nekrasov

Тяжёлый крест достался ей на долю:
Страдай, молчи, притворствуй и не плачь;
Кому и страсть, и молодость, и волю —
Всё отдала, — тот стал ее палач!

Thou art so pitiful,
Poor, and so sorrowful,
Yet of great treasure full,
Mighty, all-powerful,
Russia, my Mother!

Amid our hypocritical affairs
and all kinds of matters, platitudinous and prosaic,
the only sacred and sincere tears I have observed
are the tears of unfortunate mothers.
For them to forget their children slain in battle
is as impossible as for a weeping willow
to lift its drooping branches.