Текст песни Вячеслав Рыбин, Виталий Богомолов - Нас крепко держат города

We firmly hold the city
But there comes a time in life
And then we understand -
Comfort of a home is not for us.
And in spite of all sleeping pills
We can not sleep in the city
We collect backpacks
And again - in a way ...

And what it is sung in the PCB,
We bore the hell of fog
Again, in a shabby coupe
I'll sleep under the sound of wheels
And I will dream Taiga
And the whispering grasses, and the voice of the river
Flower constellations in the meadows
And on top of Snow White

+1:
A city oppression me in an arc -
Work, children and wife ...
And we forget the taiga,
Thresholds mountain names ...
I burn in binges of boredom
On snow and fires people,
The creases vital river
Holy brotherhood will not betray.

-1:
And you hurry back to -
This small platform,
Again, the reverse run,
The fourth right - my car.
I do not like unnecessary words -
I do not promise to meet,
I'm taking with me the love //
Sorry, goodbye ... //