Текст песни Красное Колесо - За городом

Producer: Creative Workshop Hitovskogo, hitovskiy.com

The sun warms the area embroidered curtains.
Through the glass mytoe far seen.
This is the city I was busy and squeezed,
But outside the city in the village - the grace of God.

Three houses by the river are built young.
Early in the morning the men gathered again.
Under the cheerful conversation and work goes.
I Naquin that easier - I'll help.

From under the floor will lift a jug of cold kvass.
Under the loaf before a meal will be just right.
Among the many highly likely fashioned,
I often recall this Mamkin brew.

Pitch wheel of a red hill.
Closes bolted evening sky.
If someone tells me that I'm just bragging,
Let the edge will look beautiful. Just do not find.