Текст песни Лиля Буджурова - ВОСПОМИНАНИЯ ПО ДОРОГЕ ДОМОЙ

How long , Homeland , I went to you,
Through blind childhood in exile ,
And through adolescence , indifferent to the fate ,
Not verivshuyu uppercase shrines ,

I went on a journey to you for a long time ,
Back in the day , in the forty- fourth , in May ,
When fate butt slammed the window
And drove my family to his native land .

Let I was born ten years later -
In my blood pounding memories
And choking throat pain, my reason Mutya ,
I was there , I among them, began the path to exile.

My mother told me to tie a knot
His clothes, copper basin with a pitcher ,
And to me it was more important to take a doll ,
Though repulsed from her nose , but because blue eyes .

In Alushta to her husband to the hospital yesterday
I went into the lung krepdishine ,
And in the morning , all driven from the hospital yard ,
We were loaded into the machine covered .

On that day, went to the neighboring town
Learn about his brother , a brave partisan ,
A son - it was only the fourth godok -
Driven to Siberia , I was - to Uzbekistan .

Then I lost the stations of children
And died at the hands of neighbors ,
Path length considered hundreds of deaths ,
In the fire of typhoid Rodin nonsense.

Then for the barbed wired lived
Under Bekabad- , Ferghana , Angren
And with raw dung burned in the stove
I ache for my imaginary treason.

Then in a strange land I buried her mother ,
Piece shawl covering her body a little,
After all, a white shroud had nowhere to take,
That her mother kept on death - there is left.

Then kneading the clay into tears.
House built with ten son ,
It grow , it with hope in his eyes:
He must return home from foreign lands .

One hundred fates for me, a hundred lives a hundred deaths ,
I am a long time in their open-heart
I'm going , Homeland hundred thousand ways
To you ...
When will we be together ?