Текст песни В. Шорохов - сл. М. Семёнова - Не строй у дороги себе избу.

G (III) Bm
Do not build the road themselves huts:
F Am
Love of home leave.
G (III) Bm
And he did not minuesh bitter fate,
F Am
Stepping behind the turn.

You go if you yourself, you lead by force -
Road no difference!
And now thousands of feet zatrut
The remainder of the dust trail.

The way you learn to take care
Friendly hand shake:
In each of the donated meetings
We'll have a hundred separations.

Learn to appreciate the forest fire
Poor night shelter ...
It does not happen to men of good,
How to sing a song about it.

Whitish dust covered the temple,
Snowstorm behind lace.
A horizon of all as far,
Distant and unattainable.

And sometimes the heart longing squeezes
Under the quiet voice of the singer ...
And so you will understand that life is short,
But there is no end of the road.

Traces of the past of her last
It is shrouded in darkness ...
It is only good,
When lead us home.