Текст песни Карначев Владимир - Брянск 2015

I am going on the expanses of yours, in cherished places,
Somewhere here I wandered in my youth bright.
The city of Bryansk my native is not subject to the years,
You got up from the ruins, reborn from the ash.

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Over the river, the gums and peaceful seagulls are circling,
Your zori quiet, from dew silverists.
The city of Bryansk my native, I speak with you.
Bright stars burn in the sky pure.

Wherever I was coming back to the origins of yours. Blagovest from churches Crystam in the Sidebye,
Ran autumn me in gold carpets,
And as he could composed his songs.

Chorus.

Spring is raging again, Tel Tsolovya is scattered. Blooming gardens around the neighborhood familiar.
Here I grew up and live, here my step is.
There is no more expensive land and relatively no house.

Chorus.