Течет - река Волга
текст песни

From afar long
River flows Volga,
Flowing river Volga -
There is no end and edges ...
Among ripe breads,
Among the snow white
My Volga flows,
And I seventeen years old.

Said mother: "It happens, son,
Perhaps you get tired of roads -
When you come home at the end of the way,
His palms in the Volga opund. "

From afar long
River flows Volga,
Flowing river Volga -
There is no end and edges ...
Among ripe breads,
Among the snow white
My Volga flows,
And for me thirty years.

That first look and the first splash of the oars ...
Everything was, only the river took ...
I am not sad about that spring was
Instead of her love with me.

From afar long
River flows Volga,
Flowing river Volga -
There is no end and edges ...
Among ripe breads,
Among the snow white
I look in you, Volga, -
Seventh decid years.

Here is my pier, and here are my friends,
All, without which it is impossible to live in the world.
With distant Ples in star silence
Another boy sings me:

"From afar long
River flows Volga,
Flowing river Volga -
There is no end and edges ...
Among ripe breads,
Among the snow white
My Volga flows,
And I seventeen years old.