Владимир Маркин - Здесь под небом чужим
текст песни

Here, under the sky of strangers, I, like a guest unwanted
I hear a cry of cranes flying away into the distance
The heart hurts in the chest. I see the birds caravans
In the expensive edges I see them off

They will pass by mournful crucifixes
Past old churches and large cities
And they will return - they will be revealed to their arms
Dear edges and my homeland

Rain and autumn, fog, bad weather and slush
The view of tired people brought me to me
Ah, how my heart hurts, how I want to cry
Stop sobbing over me, cranes

Here they are closer, and sobs louder
As if they brought me a mournful news
So where are you from, from what edge are you
Returned here for the night, cranes

But not to be miracles - I will not be a crane
Here under the sky of strangers I remain forever
So fly home to my Ukraine
Say hello, cranes from me

Cranes, my hello pass on the farewell
Farms and churches and their native side
That distant beloved with a sad look
What has forgotten about me for a long time