Текст песни Неизвестная музыкальная группа - Щербатый месяц

Verse :
Shcherbaty month , the wild side of the river .
The smell of childhood over the cut grass .
Mother's hands weave my scythe .
Everything that I dream , everything that I love .

Chorus:

We will return back
According to another can not be , do you hear , my dear .
Mom , I did not have time to you all the secrets of their own to tell.
Germinating grass in the spring
And birch tar is not noisy .
Mama, mama listen !
It's my voice ... I'm home again .

Verse :

Time for letters from sunset till dawn ,
Line by line , but I have one problem .
Is there a place where running around barefoot ?
Waiting Is there breakfast with fresh milk ?

Chorus...