Текст песни минус - Гимн Родник

1 verse
How to measure the camp?
Can warm wind?
Bird for feeding,
Blue latitude.

I measure the camp, the rustle of the surf.
I measure the camp with beauty.

How to measure the camp?
May be mountains.
Maybe winds
Maybe height.

I measure camp skis, snow.
I measure the camp with beauty.

Chorus: I arrived in the spring, I arrived
And here between the pier and the sky.
Funny shots will seem like.
And brighter dawn.
I arrived in the spring, I arrived.
With friends I am dedicated.
On the slope of Hamar Dabana
Let's leave your mark.

2 verse
The one who has seen a camp.
Mountains, Lake and Pines
Who at least once fell in love.
At night under the moon.
Sooner or later.
He will return again.
Meet in the beloved spring.

How to measure the camp?
Can warm wind?
Bird for firing.
Blue latitude.

I measure the camp, the rustle of the surf.
I measure the camp with beauty.

Chorus:
Arrived in the spring, I came
And here between the pier and the sky.
Funny shots will seem like.
And brighter dawn.
I arrived in the spring, I arrived.
With friends I am dedicated.
On the slope of Hamar Daban
Let's leave your mark.