Текст песни Мичков читает свои стихи - Вы мне спойте родные удмурты

You sing me a native Udmurt,
To me again crept longing.
Wrinkles, smile erased,
Not enough Shu nurse piece.
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I have not heard Chipchirgan,
I'm probably just deaf.
On the Ural mountains as the roof,
I am alone and thistle.
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Hear thou, hear - Udmurtia,
You wake up - Rodnikovy edge.
Tired to see you in his arms
I come running, like swallows in May.
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I was the fourth decade,
How much water has flowed under the bridge?
There was a time some oglyadok
And it has already faded.
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I'm not the one that was before,
Next hair and cool completely.
Years went festive march,
Dream of the fence cold graves.
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My you - Votskaya homeland,
I'm tired, Kama tears in his eyes.
How abolished and completed,
I go until the starlight.
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I used to get tired in anguish,
Only touch the edges of dawn.
And under my gash
Italmas rasstelet his rug.