Текст песни Михаил Гулько - Поздней Осенней Порой

ozdney fall sometimes, falling leaves rustled
I returned home, where I have been waiting for a long time
Autumn circled breeze foliage in the park at the station
I go out on the platform and see you mother dear

Meet you son came good dear mother
Long have you been waiting for a son, the bride did not wait for him
For what you are waiting for a son, I will say that the right to speak
I love you very much, kind, nice mother

And broad chest, caressing the old lady home
I'll tell my mother lead, lead you in the native hut
At the round, the family table, full pour glasses
I drink to his native land, I drink to your mother dear

And I drink for the mother that her son to accompany
And with tears in his eyes, a child on the verge of meet
Son of my mother, my dear, you're all in tears cried
My son came home and my life has become happier