Текст песни Сергей Мазуренко - Я вернусь насовсем...

I'll be back for good
From Paris, Istanbul, Harbin,
To once again plunge
In daisies and clover in the meadows.
I'll be back for good,
Because this foreign land
I had long since died
And alive only unfulfilled dreams.

Dreams about how spring
With bell ringing hear ...
As a boy on a sled
Cling to the triples in the winter ...
And our last ball,
And the lights on the rostral column,
And I do not understand,
It was eh, eh it was not me ...

I'll be back for good,
And no matter what shall come to pass after!
For a week, for an hour,
Or, even used on his last breath!
For the soul is indivisible,
And it hurt so badly and
We'll be back in Russia,
God ever bless her!