Текст песни Вертинский - в степи молдаванской

sleepy groves quietly stretch
and sighing crawl downhill
and sadly looks at the roads
crucified christ at the wells

what a wind in the Moldavian steppe
how the earth sings underfoot
and it's easy for me with a gypsy soul
to wander without loving anyone

how close all these pictures are to me
how many acquaintances I see the devil
and two swallows like schoolgirls
accompany me to the concert

what a wind in the Moldavian steppe
how the earth sings underfoot
and it's easy for me with a gypsy soul
to wander without loving anyone

I call the distant quietly I hear
by the Dniester river in a green meadow
and Russian bitter land
I know on the other side

and when birches fall asleep
and the fields fall asleep
oh how sweet how it hurts through tears
at least take a look at home country