Текст песни ансамбль Белое злато - Ночь проходит

The night passed , and I'm on the threshold ,
Like a poplar at the village edge ,
My dear , oh , what a road,
Far lay between us ?

Why do not you write me letters
On his unknown fate
Or you fell asleep , you do not hear ,
How I miss you here for ?

Good ones July night ,
Only the youth in our short.
Good only sweet speech ,
From that burns the soul .

The more I 'm not going anywhere ,
I will not go that far.
But the love I still will ,
Because it is not easy to forget .