Ирина Павлова - Моя деревня
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My village

How sad it is for me to remember now
That corner of Russia that you can’t hug
Where among the forests and endless taiga
We have taken our first steps

My village, my dilapidated house
Where mother prayed day after day
And humbling life in your everyday life
I remember prayers about the past
I remember those distant lands
There life fell asleep in the ears of January
To the sounds of a quiet stream
My heart is bored, my homeland

And I will return to the lands of my love
There the reeds sang to us at night
With a foggy morning the dawn came
A slight trace of childhood remains in me

My village, my dilapidated house
Where mother prayed day after day
And humbling life in your everyday life
I remember prayers about the past
I remember those distant lands
There life fell asleep in the ears of January
To the sounds of a quiet stream
My heart is bored, my homeland

I really want to go back there again
Where memory caresses sleeping hearts
In the arms of the past, among friends
I will get to know my self

My village, my dilapidated house...