Текст песни ВИА Песняры - Край ты мой любимый

Pesnyary - Land you are my favorite

You're my beloved land, ordinary land
I know there are better places in the world.
Only the heart still chooses this one
If a strange longing comes

I will pluck a snowdrop in early spring
Dahl silvery first thunderstorm
Intoxicated, hugs the white color of bird cherry,
It caresses the wind with the freshness of the forest.
Intoxicated, hugs the white color of bird cherry,
It caresses the wind with the freshness of the forest.

Here, space and strength amidst broad oak forests.
Sadness and vanity will dissolve in the heart.
Because from wanderings, from distant lands,
By a migratory bird I rush here.
Therefore from wanderings from distant lands
By a migratory bird I rush here.

A quiet path will lead away with you
To a distant ravine, forest and meadows,
To a shallow river with warm water,
With willow weeping, to the low banks.