Текст песни Наталия Май - Дорога додому

There are many unpaved roads in the world
She only returns home
There's a garden house
Not like an amulet, she's been waiting for me all my life.
There is an apple blossom
He takes me to the garden
The path is familiar from my childhood.
And measures the world
Because it doesn't happen anywhere
I feel as good as at home.

My life is made up of roads and songs
But I'm not afraid of bad fatigue
Because my heart is warmed all my life
My road leading home.
There is an apple blossom
He takes me to the garden
The path is familiar from my childhood.
And measures the world
Because it doesn't happen anywhere
I feel as good as at home.

I go to distant lands again
But I leave my heart in Ukraine
Because there is my viburnum and the croaking of cranes
And the house that is always waiting for me.
There is an apple blossom
He takes me to the garden
The path is familiar from my childhood.
And measures the world
Because it doesn't happen anywhere
I feel as good as at home.
And measures the world
Because it doesn't happen anywhere
I feel as good as at home. (3 times the last line)