The compositions of the cars are carried away from a noisy city,
Hurry up, hurry. In one of them I'm going
In the world, more expensive than gold, on life back.
Where I met the first love;
Where are the first important books.
Where they look from the albums, as if from dreams,
Boys, boys, boys.
Chorus:
Malaya Motherland - Summer Dreams Berez,
What was me in growth, I dreamed of boy
Here to get to the stars. Stars like in distant dream
Life sketched on my shoulder.
Small homeland - the smell of careless years.
Only memory trail, boda no,
And back Do not buy a ticket.
There is only one, small homeland.
From the station eight minutes, a couple of streets - and at home I.
Almost run; And in the blue sky from joy
My soul is touched, a second is harness.
Here - lived a friend Sasha,
And here, a bear enemy!
Here is a girl named Katya.
Porch, hello, mom,
And Batya, - how are you? Ah, something
You began to pass, Daja!
Chorus:
Malaya Motherland - Summer Dreams Berez,
What was me in growth, I dreamed of boy
Here to get to the stars. Stars like in distant dream
Life sketched on my shoulder.
Small homeland - the smell of careless years.
Only memory trail, boda no,
And back Do not buy a ticket.
There is only one, small homeland.
Malaya Motherland!
