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I would like to return there
Where there is no bustle within the city
Where the fields are clear until dawn
Where bridges don't burn in response
Sometimes self-willed sadness
Flows away like time-water
If only we could see the sun's rays
Without looking back at hundreds of reasons

The fog slowly sways the birch tree
It has become so difficult - self-deception
My mother, my childhood, said that our temple
And that everyone, everyone, everyone
Everyone will be rewarded

The fog slowly sways the birch tree
It has become so difficult - self-deception
My mother, my childhood, said that our temple
And that everyone, everyone, everyone
Everyone will be rewarded

So that we can while away the evenings
The soul is a wide-open gate
To hear the heart sing
Even the wind's free flight
So that bitterness will go away forever
And need will no longer torment us
We open our hearts to the earth
So that it becomes warmer and brighter

The fog slowly sways the birch tree
It has become Everything is not simple - self-deception
Mom used to say - childhood is our temple
And that everyone, everyone, everyone
Everyone will be rewarded
The fog slowly sways the birch tree
Everything has become not simple - self-deception
Mom used to say - childhood is our temple
And that everyone, everyone, everyone
Everyone will be rewarded