Текст песни Игорь Христенко - Романс

Dear endless
Longing in me lies.
And burns the candle,
What put on life.
Exterpined Russia
Wanted spurs in the side ...
Ah, the color of heavenly, blue -
My only God ...

Again, I see uniforms
In gold, pursuit,
All of us now commanders
Funny icons.
Were loved by the Lord
In stepsing now.
And by homeland gone
After a hundred loss ...

I won't open all
Naval and love
My road smells
Blood fires
Confused and rustling
Things unnecessary way ...
And in the back of someone's lips
I whisper: "Cursed be" ...

Ah, guards uniforms
In brilliance EPULET ...
We all today deserters
Our past years.
All of us now rose
On someone else's land
Waja's keys without hope
Fly in the Mol ...

Ah, my love, Russia,
My forgotten shelter
This color is heavenly, blue,
Bundled in blood
And fields in wheat color,
Those that I mowed -
Being for everything in response
Lack of forces ...