Текст песни Протоиерей Димитрий Иванов - Вернуться в Кинешму или Послание кинешемцам рассеяния

Food on the train Metro: Foggy head,
I do not see the edges of the wanders yet.
Where are you, my native city, Kineshma desired?
Where are you, Volga without end, Russian river?

I walk in Moscow, I remember Kineshma:
Tomnu and Lesosavirovat, and car unit ...
If, breaking the ends, you will leave Kineshma,
You will live as if in a dream - nothing is happy.

You will only remember the heaven high;
Volga, Nizhny, Kostroma, Caspian and Iran ...
You still fly in the sky.
You at least fish Far Ocean ...

You at least in the mountains in the mountains, become a high cloud
Or even in a dense forest with a hare overlapping ...
Remember Volga, steamer, heaven high
And I'll come back in Kineshma to your homeland.