Текст песни Донская романтика - I know

I know will not be different
All your cereals and it's time.
Nobody will scree, not pay,
When I do a courtyard.
Alien on the pasture of the hut,
Bianoan in the fallen shoulder
Yes defill steppe sunset
Frozen in a wretched window.
And will say quietly and dry,
What I can not spend the night,
In the rags barefoot old
I did not recognize my mother