Текст песни Вячеслав Добрынин - Наша маленькая квартира

Lyrics "Our small apartment"

Through the roaring machines convoy
Snatching at the time of the crumbs
I love to come home
After a long day of turmoil.

I hasten, run to the door,
And for her, just open the lock,
I be released before dawn
In the realm of tenderness and peace.

Chorus

Our little flat,
Where quiet and night and day.
In her half his life for us, halfway around the world,
And always good for us together.
Our little flat,
And their homes outside the window.
Our little flat,
What we call our home.

I was away from home at times
Dreaming of the yard, so familiar from childhood.
I love to go home,
Anywhere from a fate I can not escape.

Let burning on the table two candles,
Warming heat our evening.
We are with you as always keep silent
At that moment, the long-awaited meeting.