Текст песни Казан Егетлэре - Ауылым урамнары

The streets of my village
Song by Ilgiz Zakirov Words by Hanif Khusnullin

In the gusts of wind,
Tune in to the tune.
O my native village,
Oh my home.

I can't forget, I can't forget
The streets of my village -
To be far away as a memory
Stretching ones.

Even if I live my own way
The other side of the country,
Waiting in my village
My long childhood.

I can't forget, I can't forget
The streets of my village -
To be far away as a memory
Stretching ones.

Thank you
I don't have enough words.
Your fields and streets are heaven
Your heart is free.

I can't forget, I can't forget
The streets of my village -
To be far away as a memory
Stretching ones.
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Russian translation:

Spacers make noise in the wind
Sings songs meeting.
Oh, my native village,
Oh, my home.

I can not forget, I will not forget,
The streets of my village -
Memory stretching
In the distance.

Even if I live somewhere else
As in the native
In the village I am waiting
Early childhood.

I can not forget, I will not forget,
The streets of my village -
Memory stretching
In the distance.

To express gratitude
I don't have enough words.
Fields, forests, skies,
The breadth of your soul.

I can't forget, I won't forget,
The streets of my village -
Memory stretching
In the distance.