Текст песни СадЪ - Добрый Филя

I remember , as a miracle ,
 That forest farmstead ,
 dozed happily
 Between the animal roads ...

 There's a wooden hut ,
 Without claims and benefits ,
 So , no gas , no bath ,
 Good Phil lives .

 Phil loves cattle ,
 Eating any food ,
 Phil walks in the valley ,
 Phil blows in tune !

 The world is so fair,
 Even nothing to cover ...
 - Phil, that silent ?
 - And what to say ?

Nikolai Rubtsov