grust' liubov'iu skrashival?
pozdneiu vesnoi porastet travoi
kto tebia nios nad golovoi
kto tebia nios nad golovoi
slip up and fall straight into the arms of my mother
break down and go right into the healing hands of my father
it's been a while since i came home
my heart is elsewhere as i roam and roam
until i find myself alone
childhood of misery is lifelong injury
it's not for me. what i've always had
father's love and mother's hand
nobody has ever seen a bird crawl back to its eggshell
followed by the bygone scenes
it makes me wanna get through them again!
to fall back into my nest
in a minute eyes are closed
just to feel where i'm supposed to be
is that what they call homesick?
does my mind play insidious tricks?
cuz the present moves too fast
falling back into my nest