Текст песни Злищев А. - Дома

Dear, hello to you
From the Voronezh skinny grove!
According to her golden land
I walk much easier.

And lazily crawl sunset
By the village of Patient and Beggar.
I returned here back
As the poet - Alexander Zlishchev.

But the longing does not take me
And does not drive the cheekbones.
Each bush for me - relatives,
Each poplar is an old man.

I used to chase geese here before
Mohalled fat soot.
And now in Russia all
Driving in a suit, important.

But do not hide the village in the jacket,
And do not drive out the nutrole shepherd.
I am all the same funny fool,
That geese drives stick.

And not ashamed to confess to me
That salty stroke tears
If the wind sings in foliage
About love for young birches.