Текст песни Веня Дркин - Возвращение блудного сына

Creaked the gate,
Whined the dog,
The house was a knock as seen tired hand
One voice in the house said, too late however,
Another voice and suddenly he is ...
Let's open ...
And in the doorway
Return of the Prodigal Son
On the face of repentance
And juniper evening
And in the eyes of the insane
Symptoms of severe spleen
But he will be forgiven
And this can not be a speech
He will not have to remind
The sons of debt
He did not ask what the wind and which roads
And what kind of house and some pillars and sills
Bruised heart,
And smashed wet feet
And as will be half a year ago, he again swear
With only here rises
On the road, a broken heart
And only in this house lived his warm happiness
They know it is only then
To keep warm only
They know that at daybreak tomorrow
A little light he wakes up
And their emotion tears will be shed on the earth
His back will see
Where should be the dawn
And neighbors will point to
Where the sun hides
But the road leading to the fire
And he will be back soon
He will not be reminded of the sons of debt
He will not blame
What he wandered for so long
There are silently watching how he warms cold hands
And a year later he again
Like yesterday, he will again swear
With only here rises
On the road, a broken heart
And in the eyes read
What is the basis of happiness is not found
They know it is only then
To keep warm only
He was in a dream again, hundreds of times to repeat someone's name
They will look enamored
Not daring to touch
His trembling fingers
The prodigal son
Only the fear of wake
And deceived