Текст песни Мир Гальперин - Песня про дом

A river flowed by
Clouds floated somewhere ...
A man walked - the road was not easy.
And man dreamed that
What will he build where is the house
And happiness will settle with him
In the hometown.

If you get tired on the road -
He always sang
I love my song
The one that I sing:
The house, as everyone has known for a long time,
This is not a wall, not a window,
These are not chairs at the table -
This is not a house.

Home is wherever ready
You come back again and again:
Furious, gentle, kind, evil -
Barely alive.
Home is where they understand us
Home is where they always wait for us
Where you forget about the bad -
This is your home.