Текст песни Владимир Узланер - Дом

At night I dream of a house where I lived
Unfortunate Bosnutogim Junc.
Many tears shed and black ink
Since then, when I became a fugitive.

I remember every slice on the post -
Moy my father appeared by year,
As I grow then in the peasant hollow,
But the soul poured to the big cities.

Walked on juicy meadows many times
Pasch in a dream fucking shy goats,
And when fled to river shores,
I raised a squadron dragonfly.

And not withstanding the sharpening longing,
Elexious calls that were waiting
The house swung, and everything is contrary ...
Broke away from the land of the earth.

And when he learned to fly -
Our old house - I do not understand.
And the neighbors, and my father and mother -
They understood, smiled at him.

He sailed to me by ripe breads,
Overloaded airways,
Past the alien annoyed years
So I entered in it, at least once again.