Текст песни Лагерь мой - Графское 2013

(Timur Marakanov together with Nastya Bilalova)

Collected bags
And myself at the parade
I stand alone
I'm standing by the bed
I'm worried a little
On hours 3:15
And time doesn't want
No approach

Every winter and every summer
Each very, again until dawn with you
My camp ..
Pines and spruces, seagulls chorus
Yellow sand and our alleys with you
My camp ..

And so I arrived
Time has no power here
And the spruce at the gate
Still beautiful
And I see a bus
Goes swaying slightly
Filled with laughter
Filled with happiness

Every winter and every summer
Each very, again until dawn with you
My camp ..
Pines and spruces, seagulls chorus
Yellow sand and our alleys with you
My camp ..