, the song was written by his father, yuri krasnoperov, in general, let’s remember yuri sanich and justlence, my worries are hidden in the night, god bless the last light in the window, another summer day is flying by, there were swine mowers, it was hot, how good. to me under the moonlight at the village yard, at night after the harvest, as if i were drunk, you are my village, bordered, apparently this is fate, life is complicated, you have disturbed my heart. every yard is breathing, the stairs have melted in the grass, there is fog over the mown field, there is peace in the stars in the sky, as if i am alone in the world, as if there is no fuss. above the chimney , blue smoke carries my dreams into the distance at night after the suffering, as if i’m drunk, you’re my village of repentance , you can see this fate, life is complicated, you disturbed my heart. at night, after the country , as if yana, i am you, my village, accursed wine, this is fate , life is complicated and my heart was disturbed , disturbed, disturbed. raster, thank you.