Девятова Марина - А, там, вдали, моя Россия
текст песни

I always be sad when I leave
Somewhere in the distant land
I'm going to you in a dream.
Do not wash off my trace with rains
And there in the distance, in the fog by blue
Rains linen at dawn of the day
And there in the distance - my Russia
My Russia calls me!
Fly, fly in the spring of birds
They fly from distant countries
They want to get drunk
Crossing the ocean
And there in the distance, in the fog by blue
Rains linen at dawn of the day
And there in the distance - my Russia
My Russia calls me!
Let the rains go thick
Let the leaf on ice freeze
I hear the hearts of calls
And I'm coming to you, I go
And there in the distance, in the fog by blue
Rains linen at dawn of the day
And there in the distance - my Russia
My Russia calls me!
And there in the distance, in the fog by blue
Rains linen at dawn of the day
And there in the distance - my Russia
My Russia calls me!
And there in the distance - my Russia
My Russia calls me!