Текст песни Иосиф Кобзон - Летят Перелетные Птицы

Music: Matvey Blanter Lyrics: Michael Isakovsky

Flying migratory birds
In autumn gave blue -
They fly to warm countries,
And I stay with you.

I stayed with you,
Native country forever!
I do not need Turkish coast
And I do not need Africa.

Many countries I perevidel,
Walking with a rifle in his hand,
And there was no more bitter sorrow,
The live far away from you.

Quite a few thoughts I have changed my mind
With friends in a distant land,
And there was no more debt,
How to execute your will.

Let me drowning in the swamps,
Let I froze on the ice,
But if you tell me again -
I pass it all over again.

Desires and their hopes
Contact me with you forever -
With thy harsh and clear,
With thy enviable fate.

Flying migratory birds
Bygone summer look.
They fly to warm countries,
And I do not want to leave.

I stayed with you,
My own party!
I do not need someone else's sun,
Foreign Land does not need.

1949