Текст песни Любэ и Офицеры Группы Альфа - По Высокой Траве

How many winters, how many years
How much water has flowed
How many lives have passed without me
How many lives gone from me

I returned home and whiskey gray
Priporoshit in distant lands
And the whole chest in continuous orders

On high , tall grass
I'll go through a full-length
A breath in deeply the air of these fields
I have long forgotten the taste

On high , tall grass
I'll go through a full-length
A breath in deeply the air of these fields
I have long forgotten the taste

Between the high stacks
golden stubble
Come on get up bosoyu foot
Warm caress land

After a couple of steps
Golf remember me
Welcome back, say , home
Welcome home , old

On high , tall grass
I'll go through a full-length
A breath in deeply the air of these fields
I have long forgotten the taste

Neither house nor home
Someone says in reproach
Nothing has acquired , not saved
Only faithfully served

But richer than I am
No light since
How on earth native stepped
How walked barefoot on it