Текст песни Алексей Маклаков - Тополя

All that was not so long ago,
As if washed away by a giant wave,
And now about another movie
Everything is new, I'm going home.
Beauty what a circle -
Neither to say nor to describe the pen.
Open, fill and wave:
For her, brother, for his motherland.

Chorus:
And along the road poplars are making a noise about something about their own,
Behind them are rivers and fields and somewhere there is a dear home,
And in the house a yellow window, and in it a familiar silhouette,
She's been waiting for me a long time, oh my God, how many, how many years.

How many different, brother behind:
Nervous hurt, state of emergency, trouble.
Now we are with you on the second
For friends, without whom in any way.
Let now we are far from them,
Oh and a little time, just an atas.
And who, brother, is easy today ...
Well, for the third, or something, for us.

Chorus:
And along the road poplars are making a noise about something about their own,
Behind them are rivers and fields and somewhere there is a dear home,
And in the house a yellow window, and in it a familiar silhouette,
She's been waiting for me a long time, oh my God, how many, how many years.

Look, as in the sky so blue
There is not a single cloud.
Sorry, I wanted another,
Just her eye remembered the color.
On the last, which is already here,
Lei to the full, let's not be stingy,
For loved ones who are waiting
And for them to wait.

Chorus:
And along the road poplars are making a noise about something about their own,
Behind them are rivers and fields and somewhere there is a dear home,
And in the house a yellow window, and in it a familiar silhouette,
She's been waiting for me a long time, oh my God, how many, how many years.

And along the road poplars are making a noise about something about their own,
Behind them are rivers and fields and somewhere there is a dear home,
And in the house a yellow window, and in it a familiar silhouette,
She's been waiting for me a long time, oh my God, how many, how many years.