Текст песни ЯроС - Батька Урал

Wild , carotid fields
Endless vistas .
Voice among the trees animals.
And gray villages ,
Those years were not expecting
Memory of ancient glow of lights.

Oh, yes, dad Urals,
Oh, yes, my dad Urals.
Oh, yes, dad gray Ural !

Among the gray fields
Dormant ancient power .
Heart howls dismally
Without edges relatives.
And where I had not walked ,
Where I used was not of ...
All roads lead to the edge , where I grew up !

Oh, yes, dad Urals,
Oh, yes, my dad Urals.
Oh, yes, dad gray Ural !