Текст песни Олег Макин - Гвардии майор

Snow reminded dashing lilac color,
Rained down , noticing the parade ground to the measure authorized .
Fine thread ran rough trail ...
Who would have known how lonely is the way home .

Chorus:
The Major at night unarmed,
Like a long captivity , he sets foot on the threshold .
But the Major - he is no use to anyone ,
As the white lilac under the heel of the boot .

Straw ottrubit Tale - and the ballet.
Soul will warm night and the tender letter .
Dim rattles in the light duty ...
Who would have known how lonely is the way home .

Chorus.