Стас Притчин, Евгения Каримова - Атлян
текст песни

How quickly our childhood flew by
With homely warmth and kindness
Our hearts ache in the evenings
When we remember our home
Children's toys are a thing of the past
The ringing laughter is a thing of the past
Well, now it’s on our tails
Gray Ural snow
Atlyan
That's what the little girl is called
And there's a boy in it
Like a bird in a cage, it beats
Atlyan
The road winds through the fog
And for her the boy
Will definitely come back
One girl remains in my memory
A slender silhouette before your eyes
But I don't receive letters for a long time
I would like to know whether it will wait or not?
We put serifs on our doors
Counting every last day
But it seems that our time is endless
And I want to see my mother more strongly
Atlyan
That's what the little girl is called
And there's a boy in it
Like a bird in a cage, it beats
Atlyan
The road winds through the fog
And for her the boy
Will definitely come back
How quickly our childhood flew by
With homely warmth and kindness
Our hearts ache in the evenings
When we remember our home
Children's toys are a thing of the past
The ringing laughter is a thing of the past
Well, now it’s on our tails
Gray Ural snow
Atlyan
That's what the little girl is called
And there's a boy in it
Like a bird in a cage, it beats
Atlyan
The road winds through the fog
And for her the boy
Will definitely come back