Текст песни Игорь Лазарев - Младший сын Природы

On the side of the road can be seen of Person
Dudka, his shirt torn and in your pocket or spears
It is the youngest son of Nature
It can be seen, the most unlucky
Do not rush to fear him, just know that it's me

And under the eternal canopy of the forest you can meet someone
What is singing my songs to the birds - they sing it a second
It is the youngest son of Nature
It can be seen, the most vociferous
Come closer to him and understand that I

ETC:
An unknown abyss of the sky
And quiet the noise of the oaks
The gentle sound of the old songs,
What it rushes to heaven
Creek sorcerer calling sun
And the last echo of the summer
Light fires far predkov-
All the lights in his eyes

Under the branches of the old firs
With him find lodging tired
Ice your water source shall give you there
Early, early you wake
The first breath of morning
And get away with it on the road - straight to the Sun, to the east

ETC:
An unknown abyss of the sky
And quiet the noise of the oaks
The gentle sound of the old songs,
What it rushes to heaven
Creek sorcerer calling sun
And the last echo of the summer
All that he once knew
It will light in your eyes