Текст песни Дмитрий Бикчентаев - Два белых домика

Two white houses are
Before my window in a ravine .
Above them the blue air freezes
Behind them a number of biblical mountains .

I hundreds of broken feathers ,
Their porasteryayu days
And I never know ,
Whose life is full of them.

Only a cursory thought I touch them
Suddenly my eyes naplyvet
Ukraine eh , eh Belarus -
Two white house , a goat ...

Two white house in Kazan.
Two white house in the Crimea,
Simple , without any pretensions
But dear to my heart .

I digress again , forget
Searching in vain are .
But we are all exposed to a miracle
Someday somewhere.

Year parted like shadows,
And will be again in front of window
Adequate remotely
Two white house standing.