Текст песни Андрей Макаревич - Идут на север

Go to the north, life in all great,
Whom you ask - everyone decree
Look in my eyes look severe,
Look, maybe for the last time.

And early in the morning after leaving fresh,
I'll go to the stage to Vorkuta,
And under the escort of his work hard,
I may find their death.

Friends will hide my dead body bushlatikom,
On the green hill demolish me,
Zasyplyut body of the frozen ground
and so will sing plaintively:

And you'll be in on the grave,
Face batiste handkerchief utrёsh,
Do not cry, do not cry, my dear friend,
You will find more other life.

Go to the north, life in all great,
People do not ask - everyone decree
Look in my eyes look severe,
Look, maybe the last time.