Holy Russia, our fatherland, lies in eternal sleep.

神圣的俄罗斯，我们的祖国，长眠在长眠之中。

At such moments, it seemed as if a vast range of country lay buried in eternal sleep; not the least sound arising from the forest, unless it was the distant and scarcely audible rippling of a water-course.

在这样的时刻，大片大地仿佛陷入了永恒的沉睡；森林里传来的声音一点儿也没有，除非那是遥远的、几乎听不见的水道的涟漪。