Текст песни Марина Тихомирова, слова-Владимир Сидорук - Блудный сын

Prodigal son

Where they don't call
You are leaving again.
Where you are not expected
And where they won't wait.

Away from love
And from worldly troubles.
Even if in that region
Nobody is waiting for you.

chorus:
You've covered 100 roads
You have walked 100 paths.
But always alone
But you're always nobody's.

Used to always stray
You are alone on earth.
You go into the distance again.
All the same - the same prodigal son.