Текст песни И. Копорулин, В. Шарифуллин - Что нам знакомые дома

What we are familiar at home
When friends are gone?
When you're on the edge of the earth,
Will not be able to live the song itself.

 You took my song,
 You wear it in a backpack.
 If you want, I will sing a new,
 It comin down the river?
 You took my song,
 You wear it in a backpack.
 If you want, I will sing a new,
 It comin down the river?

Soar like a butterfly with her hands,
And fly to the blue mountains -
It will find your fire,
Know your backpacks.

 Warm wings of fire -
 Her you just wait,
 She'll tell you about me,
 The fact that here it rains.

The guitar is silent without you -
And you tell me vidishsya in a dream:
The film on an unpainted wall,
A tent rain knocks.

 We are one hundred and separations in the long term,
 Traces of the road on his face ...
 And waiting for you and I have a hundred roads
 And a hundred visits to their end.