Текст песни Место Сдаётся - Долгий путь домой

The long way home

His house built on the sand of dominoes and cards,
It shakes the south wind, and I told him not happy,
I know that he did not resist,
And soon a new home to look again.

And I go back alone,
Forgetting about all he loved,
The third month is not himself,
It will be a long journey home.

A hundred times collected his suitcase again, I do not know that I take,
Gloves, jacket, warm scarf, if it is colder,
I do not know what else to tell you,
And where is now my new home look.

And I go back alone,
Forgetting about all he loved,
The third month is not himself,
It will be a long journey home.

Forgotten trifle on the table is a note for you,
Today I will go to the way I hope it will not all in vain.