Going, going to camps


The sun is shining over the river,
Gently spreading grass,
He waved his hand
Goodbye Moscow.
Our bus quickly rushes,
All glasses grief -

Chorus:
Goodbye, the capital,
We are leaving the camps.
Goodbye, the capital,
Going, going, going, going to camp!

Woods and villages -
We have not seen each other for a long time.
We stretch tree
Branches biting the window.
We finished the study,
And now, until September -

Chorus.

From sunrise to sunset,
On land and on water,
Our kids camp
Do not get bored anywhere.
We will hear the whistle tits
We caught capercaillie -

Chorus.

Maybe somehow walking,
I met a moose in the forest.
Maybe catch a hedgehog
And the guys will bring.
Maybe all it happens,
What to think vain,
Until then - good-bye, the capital,
We are leaving the camps.

Goodbye, the capital,
We are going, going, going, going to camps.

/ Orchestral loss /

Goodbye, the capital,
We are going, going, going, going in lagerya.1958