Текст песни Сергей Алексеев - Пилигримы

G.Bogdanovskoy

On the roads of the possessions of others
We slouch, pass with caution,
Wearing a hypocritical mask,
In whom you can spend half a lifetime.

We are frightened hoofbeats -
All of us fancied the royal guard.
We see the fear that acquired in the homeland,
We in this region are not forgotten.

We can not get used to,
What the people in these vociferous
We are not only not harmful,
And I do not need anyone.

We carry cargo ridiculed years
Consoling myself - time heals,
And we hope to see you soon
With understanding our dialect.

Warm us back looks friends
After reaching us by the world,
And from us so desperately waiting
The exceptionally good news.

Of course, we could lie,
But the question of whether the language will turn.
There are so accepted here so used.
To us a long time to get used to.

In the meantime, we step forward,
And look carefully at his feet,
Yes, the memory will help us on the road.
And hope does not let you down.