Текст песни Вячеслав Малежик - Ты вернулась домой

You come home
B. Malezhik - V. Malezhik

You come home,
Spit on capital
Spit on luck
And the opinion of the crowd.
You come home,
And the familiar faces,
And the familiar faces
Along a familiar path.

Distant village;
How do you run away,
Warmth
Your friends, girlfriends.
Distant village,
Where childhood has evolved,
Where is my mother's warmth
Tired gentle hands.

Old house, old house,
Days and nights of not sleeping,
And as a faithful dog,
Waited, opening windows and doors.
He believed - do not believe
Or maybe he knew
Having calculated in advance
All the luck loss.

Distant village;
How do you run away,
Warmth
Your friends, girlfriends.
Distant village,
Where childhood has evolved,
Where is my mother's warmth
Tired gentle hands.

Distant village,
Where childhood has evolved,
Where is my mother's warmth
Tired gentle hands.