Текст песни Александр Барыкин - Течет Река Волга

From a distance long
Volga river flows ,
Volga river flows -
There is no end in sight ...
Among ripe crops ,
Among white snows
My Volga flows ,
And I'm seventeen years old.

Mother said : & quot; It happens all , my son,
Perhaps you are tired from the road -
When you get home at the end of the path ,
His hands in the Volga Put & quot ;.

From a distance long
Volga river flows ,
Volga river flows -
There is no end in sight ...
Among ripe crops ,
Among white snows
My Volga flows ,
And I am thirty years old.

The first glance and the first splash of the oars ...
Everything was just the river carried away ...
I do not long for that past spring ,
Instead, it is your love with me .

From a distance long
Volga river flows ,
Volga river flows -
There is no end in sight ...
Among ripe crops ,
Among white snows
I look at you, Volga -
Seventy years.

Here is my dock, and here are my friends,
All , without which the world can not live.
On the far reaches of the star in silence
Another boy sings along with me :

& quot; from a distance for a long time
Volga river flows ,
Volga river flows -
There is no end in sight ...
Among ripe crops ,
Among white snows
My Volga flows ,
And I'm seventeen years old & quot ;.