Текст песни Эдуард Шенфельд - Я еду на Урал

Where is the best place to celebrate the new year?
This question sounds to me.
Suddenly I hear the soul calling
into that corner
On the ground
Where I was born, where I grew up
In short, I'm going to the Urals!

I'm going, going to the Urals
To the edge of my bright youth
I haven't been here for a long time
I was winding around without being confused
I want to visit my old friends

I thought, then do
I'm sitting on a fast train
And strong tea with a guide
I look at the frozen window
The second I meet the dawn here
Ural ridge began ...

I'm going, going to the Urals
Among firs, pines and birches
I haven't been here for a long time
I have become very dominant
Like New Year's Santa Claus

Yekaterinburg meets
30 degrees frost
Of course this is too much ...
But everything is high to me and I am not cold!
The taxi driver yells: Sit down, fellow countryman!
I'll give you a ride almost like that!

I'm going, going to Polevskoy
To the edge of my bright young light dreams
Do not drive you, devil dashing!
Let us enjoy the beauty ...
Saw feelings, almost to tears

Everything was dung here as before
Both the city and the churchyard are growing
Come on, chef, slow down
So that I rise to my full height
And at the top of his lungs he shouted:
"Hello, my dear, Ural!"

Hello my dear Ural!
Hello my dear Polevskoy.,
Someone God has cleaned up for himself
I'll raise a glass to them
Rest in peace to them, memory and peace

I'm going, going to the Urals
To the edge of my bright youth
I haven't been here for a long time
I rocked without confusion around the world
I want to visit my old friends

I want to visit, I'm dear friends! ...