Текст песни А. Широнин - Притяженье земли

How immeasurable it is
The pull of the earth
The attraction of the fields
And sad wrecks
All the roads along which
We passed in childhood
And the roads along which
To go through.

There are mountains high,
There are endless steppes,
There the winds fly
Down the dirt roads
We are the children of the galaxy
But the most important thing is
We are your children
Dear Earth.

The attraction of the fields
The attraction of gardens
And sunsets and pines
In the fluffy snow
Small villages
Small towns
And the night fire
On an empty shore
There are mountains high,
There are endless steppes,
There the winds fly
Down the dirt roads
We are the children of the galaxy
But the most important thing is
We are your children
Dear Earth.

This will not change
The order of things
And it will overtake me
And I will remember
The pull of the earth
Attraction of friends
The attraction of the beloved
In a distant window

There are mountains high,
There are endless steppes,
There the winds fly
Down the dirt roads
We are the children of the galaxy
But the most important thing is
We are your children
Dear Earth.