Текст песни Уляна Фарина сл. І.Саковець - Дорога додому

The way home - a phenomenon nadosoblyve,
when headphones or playing Pink Floyd Nirvana,
and you feel the whole body that truly happy:
a few minutes - and you will meet my mother.

Forgotten Landscapes lasted curtain opened.
Familiar faces ... It seems the last century.
Drive kilometers music sleepy forest -
you go where propahlo blueberries summer.

Where quiet water reflect the blue of the sky,
nesmilo the first time you donated flower
and, like love, the wind whispering willow
where silver fog and where you rarely happens ...

And how pave roads in life your destiny
short and long, pleasant and not - is unknown.
They erase the memory as an actor - has long played the role,
but do not forget that the only way home!

© Irina Sakovets