Крыша дома твоего [Krysha doma tvoego] [English translation]

We all rush for miracles

But there is nothing more wonderful

Than that ground under the skies

Where your home is.

All your grieves

Will completely disappear at once,

When you call to mind the blue stars

Above the roof of your home.

And when suddenly you get sad,

Then that sadness makes no sense

If you know, that under the sun

Somewhere, there is your home.

The world is full of joy and happiness,

But your home land is dearer than everything.

And it is so lovely to return

To your home!

• Artist:Yuri Antonov