Текст песни Николай Парфенюк - Неужели беда...

How many years
No friends, no family
And deaf loneliness wall
Like a miracle I'm waiting for
Returns moment
I do not need neither fame nor honors.

Really trouble
And now forever
I curse remains foreign land?
No cliffs,
No expanse of meadows,
No fire rowan autumn ...

Swept blind enmity
People have become like wild birds
As if heading to the abyss the world forever
Unbridled rock scree ..

Is the trouble?
Never return
I native lake blue?
The freshness of the morning roses
Oceans birch ..
And it is unknown abyss in a foreign land?

How senseless evil firing,
Become feral individuals.
And it seems to me,
As if life and destiny
In the abyss rolling stone scree ...

Is the trouble?
And never
I do not sing a heavenly blue?
And I have to leave,
And then germinate
Blue wormwood?

Is the trouble?