Текст песни Николай Емелин - Обернусь я

For eight years I fiction house,
And the soul wormwood herb
-I Would like a different,
But fate is always right.
A zashalilo my heart
That in golop, then slowly,
That jerk in my childhood,
On the open in the Irtysh.
Auburn I'm a light bird,
Under the broomstick,
--Polechu To native ZARNITSA,
--Poprovedat Fold.

Auburn I'm a light bird,
Under the broomstick,
I'll fly to the native ZARNITSA,
Poprovedat fold.

And in the life of different roads,
Was Lyadke, on the Don,
I told a lot of brothers,
Peacefully I lived through the war,

A goose-flight,
alozhili new temple.
As you mother live there,
Soon arrive to you.