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Zdes pod nebom chuzhim
Ya kak gost nezhelannyiy,
Slyishu krik zhuravley,
Uletayuschih vdal.
Serdtsu bolno v grudi
Videt ptits karavanyi,
V dorogie kraya
Provozhayu ih ya.
Serdtsu bolno v grudi
Videt ptits karavanyi,
V dorogie kraya
Provozhayu ih ya.
Pronesutsya oni
Mimo skorbnyih raspyatiy,
Mimo staryih tserkvey
I bolshih gorodov.
A vernutsya oni,
Im raskroyut ob'yatya
Dorogie kraya
I otchizna moya.
A vernutsya oni,
Im raskroyut ob'yatya
Dorogie kraya
I otchizna moya.
Dozhd i osen, tuman,
Nepogoda i slyakot,
Vid ustalyih lyudey
Mne oni unesli.
Ah, kak serdtse bolit,
Serdtsu hochetsya plakat,
Perestante ryidat
Nado mnoy, zhuravli.
Ah kak, serdtse bolit,
Serdtsu hochetsya plakat,
Perestante ryidat
Nado mnoy, zhuravli.
Vot vsyo blizhe oni,
Ya vsyo gromche ryidayu,
Slovno skorbnuyu vest
Oni mne prinesli.
Tak otkuda zhe vyi,
Iz kakogo zhe kraya
Vozvratilis syuda
Na nochleg, zhuravli?
Tak otkuda zhe vyi,
Iz kakogo zhe kraya
Vozvratilis syuda
Na nochleg, zhuravli?
No ne byit chudesam -
Zhuravlyom ya ne budu,
Zdes pod nebom chuzhim
Ostayus navsegda.
Tak letite zh byistrey
Na moyu Ukrainu,
Peredayte privet
Zhuravli, ot menya.
Zhuravli, moy privet
Peredayte proschalnyiy
Ukraine-zemle
I rodnoy storone. |
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