Текст песни 38. Сергей Волчков - Запах дома

Author and artist: Sergey Volchkov

In the post of mail a long time goes,
Our soldier hugs an envelope
From his beloved heart hi
Shivering in the hands and happiness sow soul, soul, soul

The smell of the house, the triangular envelope and wars as if there was no
For a minute I returned home lively lively alive
The smell of the house, the triangular envelope and wars as if there was no
I returned home for a minute

Soon in battle with the hated enemy,
And now the lines in the heart are knocking
Remembers the soldiers about the past
Shivering in the hands and happiness sow soul, soul, soul

The smell of the house, the triangular envelope and wars as if there was no
For a minute I returned home lively lively alive
The smell of the house, the triangular envelope and wars as if there was no
I returned home for a minute