Ягода - Избушка
текст песни

A long road
Through thorn bushes
Through forests, swamps
What my dreams hold
I wander in the darkness
Something shines in the distance
I wander, I am nowhere
They will meet me at the edge of the forest
Turn around
Let me pass through the pain and memory
Where my dear home stands
Where a thick flame burns
A light in the small window
Little lights of memories
Felt boots under the bench
And a frosty early wind
I didn't believe in fairy tales
I didn't read clever books
But I found here those
Whom I've been searching for so long
Let me rest now
And warm myself with your warmth
And I will continue on my way
And where - my heart will tell me
Turn around
Let me pass through the pain and memory
Where my dear home stands
Where a thick flame burns
A light in the small window
Little lights of memories
Under Felt boots on a bench
And the early frosty wind
Turn around
Let me come in and look back
So the living are commanded
To fall asleep and never wake up
So the living are commanded
To live to the very limit
As long as we are allotted
As long as the cuckoo sang for us
So the living are commanded
So the living are commanded
Live to the very limit
So the living are commanded
So the living are commanded
As long as we are allotted
As long as the cuckoo sang for us