Текст песни Simon Khorolskiy - I Am Dreaming of the Mountains

I am Dreaming Of The Mountains of My Home
Of the Mountains Where in Childhood I Would Roam
I Have Dwelt 'Neath Southern Skies
WHERE THE SUMMER NEVER DIES
But My Heart Is In The Mountains of My Home

I CAN See The Little HomeSead On The Hill
I CAN Hear The Charming Music of the River
There Is Nothing To Compare
With the Love That Once Was There
IN THAT LONELY LITTLE HOMESTEAD ON THE HILL

I CAN See The Quiet Churchyard Down Below
WHERE THE MOUNTAIN BREEZES WANDER TO AND FRO
AND WHEN GOD MY SOUL WILL KEEP
IT IS There I Want To Sleep
WITH THOSE DEAR OLD FOLKS THAT LOVED ME LONG AGO

Russian translation (Thanks to Zarina Kozlov)

Often dreams to me those mountains where my home,
Where I in my childhood with each was a sign hill.
Lived under the southern sky I
In the summer of eternal edges,
Only the heart in the mountains and in the house

I see a heart cute house on a hill,
And the river melody sounds in me
Do not compare anything
with tenderness, warm
Of that small house on the hill

In the quiet courtyard church blows the wind from the mountains ...
When the soul calls my God
I would like to find peace
Where native old people
Who loved me still since