Текст песни Алексис Волк - Я люблю тебя, родина милая

I love you, my homeland is sweet,
Whispering of pines and whistle of nightingry,
Half my, indivisible,
Together with you, you, yes I.
I'll go through your tracks,
The smell of herbs, that from the bow, inhale,
I will collect a little color
And I tumble in the night silence.
Only crickets roll to me trill
Between the grass at night fields,
And the sunset seems to be a sheet in watercolor,
Reagreeing the eye in heaven again.