Текст песни И.Петров, Л.Белов, Р.Даруев - Отцовский дом пропьем гуртом

Ai father's house propёm herd ,
Herbs zarastёt .
Co- I - tank faithful and oh my , i- for - barks at my gate .
Faithful dog zalaet at the gate ,
For -me- at - heart aches I bolit - for -me- aches for th sad .
Zanoet heart, sad :
Do not be me in the country .
Not to be I can not live my little boy ,
Do not let me be the one to second , side.
Do not be , I do not live in the country ,
In which I was born .
Po -ya- zhdёn I born , I little boy ,
At -me- forever so I judged.
The fate of my unfortunate led to separation
Separated me from my father , a ma-and - teryu ,
With the woman, oops, a young .