Текст песни Ансамбль Черноморского флота - Березовые сны

Land birch sunsets
With sadness light, silence, looking at me
Russian blue eyes.

Chorus:

My land, I am the son of thy birches.
I am Russian land from enemy saved,
I gave everything to gold in the groves
I will never fall silent nightingales.
My land, I am the son of thy birches.
White birch trees from the storms I spared,
To always dreamed of my homeland
Birch dreams.

I was a soldier on the charred earth
Smoky blazing sunsets.
Dry cracked overworked roads
As my mother's hands.

Chorus.

When will go to the edge, where there are no roads,
I myself ever going to Russia.
Rosny nights in your trunks of birch trees
Jet will be my blood.

Chorus.