Текст песни СветЛана Копылова2 - Путь домой

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Flocks of birds are carried away.
Autumn sorrow comes to us
I just don’t want to be sad
It will be easier to forget
So as not to part with a dream.
And how many roads are there in the world?
Fly away without knowing the worries.
It seemed to me - simply.
Find your way through the stars
Just not saying goodbye to you!

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Tears birch on my shoulder
Who will tell me why?
The wind brought
Goodbye to the word
I can hardly hear them
Such a bright sadness
My eyes are blinding
And drops on the threshold
Well, let
I will come back.
Only the last leaf
Road will die in dust
And I'll be back

Tears birch on my cheek
I go forward light
The wind brought
The smell of Russian fields;
Heart beats faster
When
My native land
Rains of snow meet me
Yearning
I got a chest
Rain is crying blind
Where the path ends
My long way and I'll be home

2
The south wind strokes me
And in the heart of the birch rustle
And the cry of these native heavens
Has become dearer to me than all miracles
And the asphalt of the city, and could
I was able to escape from winter.
But the voice inside me cannot appease
Turning dreams all into smoke
He calls the rain forward.
You will find the way home among all the roads ..

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