Валерий Боков - Малая Рязань
текст песни

The new calendar is getting thinner and thinner
Our time is skipping into the sunset
And whose hand
I don’t know, he’s counting my days
And in the chamomile fields in July
It's like a blizzard blows through winter day and night.
And the white snow is circling
And he lay down - lies down
Doesn't melt

In the morning
I'll wipe your face, guitar, from the dew
Tell me about how you cherish the shore in your heart
An inconspicuous corner of Rus'
God have mercy and save
May you live if you live

A village on a high bank
God have mercy and save
A village on the high Volga bank

Either the plows are rocking on the wave
Or fishermen's boats in the bayous
Only the islands
Tired of being just dry land
Is it the earth and water that breathe freedom?
Is it because of the pear-flavored nectar?
Don't understand
But why is it so tempting to fly?
Without wings, human souls

On the eyes
A tear will come unexpectedly
And I just can't hold it back
The greenness of the grass, the river, the sky or turquoise
Are there clouds or sails?
This is Malaya Ryazan

A village on a high bank
This is Malaya Ryazan
A village on the high Volga bank