Текст песни Ілля Найда - А ЛІТО В НАШІМ ДОМІ

I will get on a bus somewhere in Lviv
look out the window and get bored
I wanted to go home yesterday
to the house where my mother is waiting for me

And summer in our house smells of flowers
And mom is preparing something delicious
And Dad chops firewood for the winter in the summer
Everyone stares waiting for the son to come

Arrived barely got off the bus
Already the dog is wagging its tail on the road
And Dad smiles healthy
And my mother wipes her tears on the doorstep