Текст песни Леонид Борткевич - Уголок России

Plenty of heaven sizokryl,
And the silence around.
I mil corner of Russia,
My good father's house.
I'm actually not looking at the clock,
Birches I send greetings.
This wistful beauty
Another in this world.

Chorus:
Small Russian - his father's house,
Where blue fog outside the window,
Where are your little sad
And his eyes, and Russian songs.

As days go by, fleeing year
And somewhere here and there
Noisy big cities
Road distance running.
But how many used any roads
And restless days
Always Russia Area
He lives in my heart.

Chorus:
Small Russian - his father's house,
Where blue fog outside the window,
Where are your little sad
And his eyes, and Russian songs.