Текст песни Игорь Хонин - Над белою рекой

"Over the river with a white"

Fly to me
And over the river with a white,
 And not to live on the bottom,
Where he not stayed quiet.
I would climb
From fishing of the networks,
To weave
Again spoiled people ...
I would be in the world, but in the forest ...
Yes on yellow field ...
Under skies in spring,
And you catch up with me!
On the grass run,
Listen and will play
And do not take care
The feelings of joy and delight!

But come with me,
Again all survive!
Through the storm and heat
In the past swim across ...
And come with me ...

Find it in the foliage
And bury me in dreams
And then you
The hands fall sheets
All of my poems,
Songs that did not finish -
Smooth shores
And the steep cliffs.
Take the word
And get me with no strings
Do not look for enemies,
But I did everything I could.

Somewhere across the river
Lights dawn.
Hello, the other day!
But what is waiting for me in return?
Remember our all,
His sacred shores.
Together, we are more.
But as I have to go.

2010