Текст песни Viktoria Tolstoy - Home

It is still standing
As it has always
Oh, by what string
I would not dare guess

Rooms full of stillness
Rooms full of memories
Of all the love and joy
This was have had

Dusty and creeky
Round out and fading
But even so
I feel it smiling

Warmly and gently
For all the whole world
And for all of us
Who call it home