Текст песни Александр Барыкин - Течет Река Волга

afar long
Volga river flows ,
Volga river flows -
No end in sight ...
Among ripe crops ,
Among white snows
My Volga flows ,
And I'm seventeen years old .

Mother said : " Often all , son,
Perhaps you're tired from the road -
When you come home at the end of the path ,
His hands to put down the Volga . "

afar long
Volga river flows ,
Volga river flows -
No end in sight ...
Among ripe crops ,
Among white snows
My Volga flows ,
And I am thirty years old .

That first glance and first paddle splash ...
It was , but the river has claimed ...
I 'm not sad about that spring former ,
Instead her your love with me .

afar long
Volga river flows ,
Volga river flows -
No end in sight ...
Among ripe crops ,
Among white snows
I look at you, Volga -
Seventh decade .

Here is my harbor , and here are my friends,
All , without which the world can not live.
From distant reaches of a star silence
Another boy sings along with me :

" From a distance long
Volga river flows ,
Volga river flows -
No end in sight ...
Among ripe crops ,
Among white snows
My Volga flows ,
And I'm seventeen years old . "