Текст песни Катя Огонёк - Через Года

The train goes to far distance
 Sweet is the fog in the pre-dawn time.
 The leaves burn mistress - what a pity ...
 And we were taken and taken out of town.

 Through the years, in the distance, across the distance
 The gentle sound of trembling
 Yellow leaves - sadness, sorrow ah
 Red leaves - separation.

 And we have taken away in cold Narym -
 Soon I'll be back eh, no one knows.
 From the ship ripped the smoke
 Soul to the pain, the blood of spikes.

 I know that there will be adversity in a row,
 Fingers cold crunching squeeze.
 Emails fly and fly and fly
 And to reach the outskirts of my freedom.

 Through the years, in the distance, across the distance
 The gentle sound of trembling
 Yellow leaves - sadness, sorrow ah
 Red leaves - separation.

 Through the years, in the distance, across the distance
 The gentle sound of trembling
 Yellow leaves - sadness, sorrow ah
 Red leaves - separation.