HOME AGAIN

Original music and lyrics by Tatyana Koroliova
English version by Alexei Markov & John Hardy

The thunderstorms stopped to dispute
About clouds
The key did fit the keyhole
Iím home. No doubts.

The neighbors talk of night-time dreams
And curse their fate
I grab and stroke
My furry cat
My only mate

I know your whiskers well
My happy beast
Weíre gonna share, you and me
Our little feast

The floor got mopped
The stove got lit
I cleaned out all the ash
I let it pass that my old ones
Had bundled up the trash

I donít feel that Iím tired
I may ignore rain
My goloubtsy are being fried
Iím home again

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