Роман Бобров - Россия
текст песни

Living a series of events
Everyday defeats and victories
Waiting for life has stopped discoveries
For me in a calm day for happiness, prohibition
And every day I am waiting for a miracle:
I would be after the day where the sunset
I would like everyone to send from there
There are fragments of my hopes shine!

And in Russia it smells like this
Like a mother’s mother gray
Lonely and cold in the city of eternal lights
And in Russia spring smells like this
My clouds above the forests
I am not in my soul not a lot of bells without Russia!


How much in my memory of my light
There is my native station of the path
Why is there still no answer?
How do I twice cross this river?
And every day I am waiting for a miracle:
I would have to hide from the Earth from the problems
And I don't need overseas coziness,
For life to turn into captivity!

And in Russia it smells like this
Like a mother’s mother gray
Lonely and cold in the city of eternal lights
And in Russia spring smells like this