Текст песни старый дом - Минусовка

The old house in the wind went round
The old house squinted in the wind.
Remembering what was once
He bent like a willow to the river.

The old house - it's warmer than the new one
The old house, of course, is kinder.
I will melt the stove in it myself
And I will warm my cold hands.

Chorus:

    And the winds blow, blow
    Time is racing, racing.
    In this old house
    At night, childhood dreams.

    And the winds blow, blow
    Time is racing, racing.
    Only in the old house
    At night, childhood dreams.

The old house is still useful to me,
I will lift and paint the old house
Gather all the friends to help -
My house will become more comfortable and more beautiful.

The old house will reward me with strength
An old house will heal from doubt -
And so in an old house
I made an appointment with my friends.

Chorus:

    And the winds blow, blow
    Time is racing, racing.
    In this old house
    At night, childhood dreams.

    And the winds blow, blow
    Time is racing, racing.
    Only in the old house
    At night, childhood dreams.