Текст песни Ян Френкель - Моя глубинка

Words by Inna Goff, music by Ian Frenkel

TEXT OF SONGS

At the dawn of the fog swaying,
Hardly noticeable runs a path ...
How do you live, breathe,
My land is paternal, my remote place?

Chorus.

Somewhere a distant train rattles,
Someone following him with a handkerchief, probably waving ...
For a long time to part with your heart sadly,
Do not forget our visits,
Do not forget our visits,
I bow to you, dear, belted.

From afar I see light in the window,
I send beacons to the lighthouse on the far headland ...
I know they miss me there,
My home and home, all your thoughts about you ...

Chorus

At the dawn of the fog swaying,
Hardly noticeable runs a path ...
How do you live, breathe,
My land is paternal, my remote place?