Текст песни Злищев А. - Возле дома моего

I sit and admire dalyu ,
Tranquil her anguish .
And the moon gold medal
Awards night's rest .

I'm drunk from this sky ,
And from the rustling of birch trees .
How long I have not been home ,
How long have I sadly overgrown .

But I gave the birch ,
And the fields that bloom neighborhood ,
Because white light
A lot of beautiful places .

And wherever my spirit kochevny
By mistake, he brought me ,
Do not forget the noise of the evening I
Ostrogozhsk my birches .

A.Zlischev " Near my house "