An intresting question
Where is my Motherland, where is my Fatherland
Who waits for me, Sinbad the pilgrim?
My hands are floating in the Pacific ocean,
On Mars are my eyes and my mouth is in the swamp
In gnat's captivity
Stars
These are my mothers, in golden shirts
Stars
Father is Milky way
My legs are dancing
On the edge of Altai
And heart is in cotton, on a birch
Sleeping
Stars
These are my mothers, in golden shirts
Stars
Father is Milky way
Flower of Mandrake
Sang yesterday
Fenix the bird is coming
To gather it's children
The folks are celebrating
Boys and girls are in the roundelay
May the God protect you,
Crazy Serezha*