Текст песни И.Кучин - Родные места

Here again dusts the road,
Mile again replaces miles,
And I come with alarm
To visit their homes.

Neighbor sullen lead
Towards bears heavily:
We nurse your honor for honor
Demolished the whole world for the village.

When I was there, though remote,
And color to put it.
After all, there is the neighborhood my Svyokor
And my two sons.

Do you remember them: Praise and Vova?
Took their alien war
And here you are alive and well,
And gold chain visible.

And yet, for all of God's mercy,
His mother was waiting for you all year,
But now you've become a celebrity
And the nose does not seem here.

Sing, speak, tears rolled,
But you do not be angry at me.
We live, wages are not paid.
And we are not up to the songs ... Goodbye ...

Again, dusts the road,
Mile again replaces miles,
And I leave with anxiety
Native to the pain location.