Текст песни Муз.Н. Курочкин. слова А. Опариной. - Деревенька на том берегу.

Village on the beach,
I can't look at ...
Why? I do not know the answer
There is nothing special in it:
Pipes, roofs and houses in a row,
And the windows in the sun are burning.
But ... as if among them - one thing
Where I wait a long time ago.
As if my lost home is there,
Lush stove breathes warm
And potato shan sides
So mounted, and mom's mom,
Touching me, not enough
Pribemet, and in a saucer tea
With Sugar Blump, Sun in the window ...
Everything went away, everything disappeared for a long time.
I can no longer return
In the village on the wrong side ...
02.27.16 Anna Oparin