Текст песни Журавли - Там под небом чужим

There's someone else under heaven
I , as a guest unwelcome .
I hear the cry of the cranes ,
Fly away into the distance.

Heart become sick
Seeing birds caravans
And in foreign lands
I watched them .

Here they are getting closer
And as if sobbing ,
Like tidings
They brought me .

From what you
From the far edge
arrived here
Cranes for the night ?

they fly
By mournful crucifixes ,
Past ancient churches
And the big cities.

And they come back
They will open arms.
This is the edge of the native
Joyful sleep.

Cold, wind and rain ,
Bad weather and slush .
View sullen people
View the cold ground .

Oh, how it hurts the soul,
Heart want to cry .
Well stop sobbing
Cranes me .

But I know the country ,
Where the sun shines
Green field ,
Spikes bread.

There smiles friends
There I understand.
Then - my favorite region,
Then - Russian mine!