Текст песни Маликов - Сторона родная

Here it is - the native side!
The lake is an altar, the forest is a sovereign, the song is a daring one.
A holiday is a holiday!
The breeze is a prankster!
With girls dancing, eh, not lurking!
People will not tease.

And I’m young since the first dawn,
And I will sing my song, my song,
His song, his song.

Here it is - the native side,
There will be a treasury if a song is deleted.
Will we meet soon? Light on the slope
The lake is the altar, the forest is the sovereign,
May it not touch grief, may it not touch grief.

I'm young
And I will sing my song, my song,
His song, his song.

Here it is - the native side!
The lake is an altar, the forest is a sovereign, a song is deleted.

And I’m young since the first dawn.

People, for God's sake, do not judge strictly!
The morning is coming and the freeway will call
The morning is coming and the freeway will call.