Текст песни Александр Барыкин - родная улица моя

When spring comes I don't know

It will rain, snow will come down.

But you are my dear street, and the weather is bad.

But you are my dear street, and the weather is bad.

On this street as a teenager

I drove along the rooftops of pigeons

And here, at this crossroads, he met his love with love.

And here, at this crossroads, he met his love with love.

Now he’s not happy that he met,

My soul is full of you.

Why, why in the world there is unrequited love?

Why, why in the world there is unrequited love?

When on Zarechnaya street
The lights are extinguished in the houses
Open-hearth furnaces burn and they burn day and night
Open-hearth furnaces burn and they burn day and night.

I do not want a different fate.

I can’t exchange anything

That factory checkpoint that brought me to people.

That factory checkpoint that brought me to people.

Losing

A song for steelmakers and oil workers in the port
Old and kind about a young dawn.
So a huge country loved and lived
And in what the Motherland gave us,
Homeland called - 6r

There are many glorious streets in the world,

But I do not change the address.

In my fate, you have become, main, my dear street.

In my fate, you have become, main, my dear street.