Calls Me Home (Зовёт меня домой)
 It's funny how, the walk of life,
 Can take you down without a fight.
 So many years, can lay behind,
 Regretfully until it's time,
 To realize the moment,
 When you turn around.

 [bad word] home to breathe again,
 To start again,
 [bad word] home,
 From all the places I have been,
 With nothing but a voice within,
 That calls me, calls me home.

 Back in the day when I was younger,
 I was so lost and proud.
 I've gained the world but it will never,
 [bad word] to what I've earned.
 In the quiet moment,
 When the earth holds still.

 [bad word] home to breathe again,
 To start again,
 [bad word] home,
 From all the places I have been,
 With nothing but a voice within,
 That calls me, calls me home,
 Calls me home.

 [bad word] home to breathe again,
 To start again,
 [bad word] home to breathe again,
 To start again,
 [bad word] home,
 From all the places I have been,
 With nothing but a voice within,
 That calls me...