Текст песни MiamiHit - гимн молодежи Тихорецка

The rustle of the poplars, I dearer noisy streets
I admire thee, the beauty of alleys
Smiles people breathe peacefully sleeping city and I still light your road lights
City my heart happy
Everyone can here (soul) warm up
We remember, and we are proud roots
We're living in the Kuban!
The beauty of summer days I was in the glow of your swim! Warm your need stronger every day! I love my land
Torn from his chest like a bird and a free wind rushing along the steppe dashing!
If in distant lands will miss you
Your homeland will be happy to wait
From this city many related
In these alleys our childhood hidden
In a circle from childhood favorite and true friends
Even on a cloudy day will be fun
Let my song flies in their homes
My city, how much I love tebyayayayayayaaaaaa !!!
Every whisper of the wind-Tikhoretsk!
Each ray of sun-Tikhoretsk!
Each good-Tihooetsk smile!
Each child's picture-Tikhoretsk!
Every rustle of leaves, Tikhoretsk!
My native city of glorious sage!
Tikhoretsk each knocking our hearts!