Текст песни Павло Доскоч - Там де рідна хата.

A home at home probably spring yard range with houses
With lush cherry blossom slowly falling in the window have zachekalasya
Storks are platted nest under the sky, and its output forward
And I have so missed by family warmth and repeats words only
Q - And in the house where the mother pours warmth that God created the parental hands
Where table so the smell of bread and milk during my childhood there images
I'm back to you after hundreds of days made haste far in your front room
Hasty as a child to sit on your doorstep again drink water from their home well
2. are passing something for so long that day and heard his hands are tired
And now remember my friends saying words no one
It will take time and separations court her again as I wrap hands
I will return there and perhaps forever there where so wanted for years
3. The years are gone, and my sorrows aircraft from the ground opens
Like a mother with carefulness my native land prodigal sons strichaye
And here is the hometown of the court and the threshold and heart care Page
And a voice sinah vsluhayusya parents, and then have the words so lacking