Текст песни А. Городницкий - На материк

Don't swear from evil longing -
Today you are drunk without alcohol.
To the mainland, to the mainland, | |
The last caravan is going. | 2 times

Blizzard again, winter again
She came, ringing like blizzards.
Go on the run, go crazy |
It's too late for me now. | 2 times

Things are sad here,
The mountains breathe hot here.
And the memory is long gone |
Green ink on the shoulder. | 2 times

I'm until spring, before the ship
I will never live.
Do not rest my land, |
A stone will lie on my chest. | 2 times

Do not swear from evil longing, -
Today you are drunk without alcohol.
To the mainland, to the mainland, |
The last caravan left. | 2 times