Текст песни Алла Пугачева - благославляю вас на все четыре стороны

I want the mirror , where the dregs
And sleep Tumanyan
I elicit : where you way
And where the shelter ?
I see the mast of a ship
And you - on the deck ...
You are in the smoke train ... Fields
Field in the evening complaint.
 Field in the evening dew,
 Above them - the crows .
 I bless you ,
 I bless you ,
 I bless you ,
 On all four sides .
 I bless you ,
 I bless you ,
 I bless you ,
 On all four sides .