| Having become the artery of wandering centuries, Loiter Holly valleys. Becoming the drop of that artery, I leave for a distant way. Chorus: It turned out, that it is here, Where paths and roads of the entire world begin. It turned out, that it is here, where famous and well-known roads Come humbly to an end. Becoming the randomly released arrow, I willingly roam around the world. And as if I'm lost in the thick fog, I am homesick in a foreign land. Chorus: It turned out, that it is here, Where paths and roads of the entire world begin. It turned out, that it is here, where famous and well-known roads Come humbly to an end. But however, I go back home, Ridiculing my journeys, which remoted me from it, Leaving all problems behind, I am deeply immersed in my thoughts And I gaze at my native Alaas.
Credits Song: Yakut folk song Artist: Anatoly Burnashev Music video: ExUmira2 Text & translation: lyricstranslate.com Hosted by: Droomwevers World of Music - www.droomwevers.nl Copyright: Fair use principle, for educational purposes.
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