Текст песни Братья Жемчужные - На заливе лёд весною тает

At the Gulf of Lot Spring Maja,
And in the gardens the trees will bloom.
Only us with you under the convoy,
On the distant North will behave.
Only us with you under the convoy,
On the distant North will behave.

Again these covered wagons,
And the dogs of the convoy of a malicious howl.
Again empty peers,
For which we drove us.
Again empty peers,
For which we drove us.

In camps dream of freedom,
But you do not dare to speak.
Running machines on a platoon,
You have freedom can replace.
Running machines on a platoon,
You have freedom can replace.

And when you come home home,
Mother old woman will come out on the porch.
Say: - Hello, son! And turns away
Having in the soul of the invalid moan.
Say: - Hello, son! And turns away
Having in the soul of the invalid moan.

Throwing cooked roses
A tear will appear in front of the eyes.
And, no one knows, only mom,
Why son sown.
And, no one knows, only mom,
Why son sown.

At the Gulf of Lot Spring Maja,
And in the gardens the trees will bloom.
Only us with you under the convoy,
On the distant North will behave.
Only us with you under the convoy,
On the distant North will behave.