Текст песни Александр Долгов и группа Дождь feat. Сергей Бабкин - Я в весеннем лесу пил берёзовый сок...

I drank in the spring forest birch sap,
With the beloved songstress slept in a haystack ...
What did - not sberёg he loved - lost,
I was brave and lucky, but luck did not know.

And bore me, like an autumn leaf.
I changed the names, I changed the city,
I inhaled dust Overseas roads
Where flowers do not smell, not a moon.

And I butts thrown overboard into the ocean,
Cursed the beauty of the islands and seas,
And Brazilian malarial swamps fog
And wine taverns, and longing camps ...

As applicable to all life, but from the beginning to start,
Fly to his beloved songstress!
But that's only learns whether the Motherland
One of the missing her sons?