Текст песни Аркадий Северный - За окном кудрявая белая акация

Outside, curly black locust,
The sun in the window, scarlet - the forest.
At the window starushechka - already a lot of years -
With Vorkuta far, ah, mother son awaits.
One evening brought her the news,
He told his mother that in the prime of life:
& quot; Seducing friend, your son Vitenka
Dark, dark night but escaped & quot ;.
He left the camp in the blue distance,
It was a dense taiga nights,
To see mom and sister Tanya -
It was then Vityushenke twenty-first year.
That day is the night knocked on the window.
The mother saw the son, thought that - a dream.
& quot; will soon be shot, dear mother! & quot;
And, leaning against the wall, he began to cry.
Do not cry, starushechka, do not be sad, do not!
And tears son will not return back.
Crystal droplets on the branches of a birch
Quietly dripped and dropped tears.