Александр Морозов - Малиновый звон на заре,скажи моей милой земле... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I was riding a minibus to work early one morning. It's cold, cloudy and dirty outside. The minibus squeezes through the traffic. Everyone is sitting with gloomy faces. Such a depressive mood hangs in the air) And suddenly - this old song comes on the radio! The mood immediately changed) It became somehow warm and calm.

And why are such strong songs rarely played on the radio?...