Lyrics Александр Иванов - Я вернусь

Ivolga screams for the last time. "Goodbye & quot;
In the autumn silence
I left my father's land
And it hurts me
Edge you are my desolate
You are my wasteland
Two people are crying
Forest and monastery

And nowhere in the bells are not beaten
No on the domes of the cross
And they sing about honor here
Red lips
Again drink fight tear
Cursing sadness
Old Russia, sweet Russia
I pray for you
I pray

Forgive me
Russia is my wasteland
Old maple and steppe
Forest and monastery
Forgive me
For drunken sadness
For this weakness
I'll be back

Wind a free song sing to me about the earth
It still stores
The warmth of my soul
And my soul hurts
Crying somewhere the Oriole
Crying among the birches
These eyes are full of tears
I took with me
I took

Forgive me
Holy Russia
Forgive me
For drunken sadness
Forgive me
For a glass of wine
For this weakness
What is not in joy
Not in joy

Forgive me
Russia is my wasteland
Old maple and steppe
Forest and monastery
Forgive me
For drunken sadness
For this weakness
I'll be back

Forgive me
For drunken sadness
Forgive me for my weakness
I'll be back
I'll be back