Текст песни Виталий Аксенов - Луга

Under the rays of the sun abundant,
Settled drifts.
This winter I took up the stems,
So I want to spring baking.

So I want to be with you again.
Dispersed, so everything in the shuffle.
You will not meet another.
And you have not found the other.

Chorus:

Fall colorful meadows.
Oh, right from you and me.
And the birds-forgotten spring,
On the wings of you and I are carried.

Once again we are young, young.
Again we dive into the moonlit night.
I want this pleasure and no longer an abyss,
We are with you.

 

And you know, I had a snowdrop
Thin, bubbly.
And look your kind, gentle,
Spring day, radiant.

Roll up in a circle eternal,
Worn out soul is tired.
Our daughter alone in a wedding,
Well, maybe all over again.