Текст песни Игорь Хонин - Над белою рекой

"Over the river with a white"

Fly to Me
And over the river with a white,
 And not to live on the bottom,
Where he not stayed quiet.
I would get out
Out of fishing nets,
Not to weave
Again spoiled people ...
I would be in the world, but in the forest ...
Yes, on the yellow field ...
By the spring of heaven,
You are gaining on me!
Run through the grass,
Listen to the will and the space
And do not take care of
The feelings of joy and delight!

But come with me,
Again, all will survive!
Through the storm and heat
In the last swim across ...
But come with me ...

Find it in the foliage
And bury me in a dream
And then you
The hands will fall sheets
All my poems,
Songs that did not finish -
Smooth off the coast
And steep cliffs.
Take words
And get me with no strings
Do not look for enemies,
But I did everything I could.

Somewhere across the river
Lights dawn.
Hello, another day!
But what is waiting for me in return?
Remember our all,
His sacred shores.
Together we are more.
But as I have to go.

2010