Текст песни Ольга Кочеткова - Дом

Far far far far
There is a house.
Opens, closes door-windows
The wind is in it.

Wets the rain ash stove
And the grass is mowed
And the path is uncharted
To the porch overgrown.

Blue lilacs fly around
There in the spring.
Wild roots sprout -
Forest color.

But the trouble is -
Blue water
Covers all roads
All the way there.

But the trouble is -
Blue Star
Bring you, lure you
You will not find a trace.

But someday, someday
Someday and you
Suddenly you get tired, you get tired
You get tired to go.

Web of scarlet yarn
You’ll be tied to the legs.
Where the evening wind will fall
There you close your eyes.

Cross of tired hands
Will fall into the grass.
You are to your distant star
Throw up your head.

Here it is, trouble ...