Текст песни Белогвардейские песни - - Ностальгия

Nostalgia (L. Nirman, Art., M. Gendeleev)

Corrects the body of Russia,
From the blows of heavy horseshoes
Non -package messiah
Officer regiments.
And the hang out, the hangover,
Satanel from the heat and longing,
He sang about the triple lieutenant
At the water Dardanell.

Whose son are you?
Your whole fate is a dream.
Drink!
Your memory is Libra
Overturned days.
Through Prague and veins
The homeland of the prodigal sons drives.
There was no betrayal
You are satisfied - and drink.

To be a share of anger -
She became red blood.
What was the wine
It turned out - wine.
That you mumble prayers
Belief in the heart?
God, white nights
Susper to Paris!

Whose son are you?
Your whole fate is a dream.
Drink
For the Bagryan Osin
Peterhof alleys,
For wormwood, for the Neva,
Drink for a handful of melt water
In the spring,
What was in reality
And now - only in a dream.

From the universal chase
Do not leave, do not go anywhere.
In the heavenly pursuit
The star broke off.
The simplicity of the revolver
And a cold, calm temple ...
Was white - Vera,
The sand blushes ...

Whose son are you?
Honor, Fatherland is a dream.
Drink
For frosty blue,
Drink for the steppe, for horses,
Drink for clay roads,
Drink for those who lie in the middle of an unclean rye,
Who is the Don who is dead,
Why are you alive? ...