Текст песни Андрей Широглазов - Югыд-Ва

I am here again where the mountains and river,
Where the air is fresh from rolling moisture,
Where through the century gray clouds
Suck a bear paw manaragi.

There was no tramp Moses,
Here forgets the gods of other nations,
Shaman Mountain named Hercus
Looks out to focus on the life of reindeer breeders.

I myself am from those who throwing a backpack
In Kuril tea, his verbs came up
And trying the Venus shoe
On the pink leg of the Rhodiola.

And here I am in my native land,
Where the world was tailored on the paradise
Where are the stone women Babin
It looks like an improved man.

The Wangyr River is combined into clamps,
Gray Canyon - like a mountain rift.
And behind the ridge runs the river by the skin,
Where Vysotsky never looked.

And I rumbled here from afar,
Degree of Business and Important Paper -
To look at how the clouds
Suck a bear paw manaragi.