Текст песни Марк Бернес - В далекий край товарищ улетает

In the distant edge of the companion flies ,
Native winds behind him fly .
My favorite city in the blue haze melts -
Familiar house, green garden and a gentle look .

It will take all the fights and fellow war
Unaware of sleep , not knowing silence.
Favorite city can sleep peacefully ,
And to dream , and among the green of spring.

When will my companion will return home ,
Behind him home winds arrive .
Favorite city to a friend smile -
Familiar house, green garden, a cheerful look.