Текст песни Роман Иноземцев - Воронеж

Raven
Name of the city.
Voronene gnawingly wondered -
Horse not without Norova!
Learing spurs with boots,
Flushing
Top in a tight nodule
Life is Gorerykin.

If suddenly I will bring me
You are unlikely to catch up -
On the threshold, wheezing, linking!
Waiting for my Voronezh!

How much did we have all -
It is unlikely to be mentioned:
We introduced his mother,
Insomnia fool
We drove in the rain,
Dried in the wind
And now - well, what are you waiting for
My most loyal friend!

Do not throw in the stream for me -
You only drown
And me over any wave
Holds Voronezh!

Old friend, nothing to burn
We are on the coming!
The path is familiar at the legs lies
Spit dissolved -
Even if you go again
All the overall
In this city again turn
From the track I will choose!

Tubes are cheeky, you will kill, loving,
In the root, do not groan -
Maybe then you then
Give Voronezh!