Dni prohodyat, dni za dnyami, vsled
Speshat goda, a myi s toboy
Tak mnogo let, moya lyubov, moya sudba.
Drug moy, staryiy drug,
Prosti za bol byilyih obid,
Moya lyubov vsegda s toboy,
Puskay sudba ee hranit.
V mire vse povtoritsya,
I dozhd, i veter, i listopad,
K yugu umchatsya ptitsyi,
Kak mnogo let tomu nazad.
Snova den ozaritsya
Schastlivyim svetom vlyublyonnyih glaz,
V mire vse povtoritsya,
Vsyo povtoritsya, no ne dlya nas.
Noch dlinnee dnya,
No v nas zhivet ego teplo,
Esche ognya boitsya led,
No vse proshlo, no vse proshlo.
V mire vse povtoritsya,
I dozhd, i veter, i listopad,
K yugu umchatsya ptitsyi,
Kak mnogo let tomu nazad.
Snova den ozaritsya
Schastlivyim svetom vlyublyonnyih glaz,
V mire vse povtoritsya,
Vsyo povtoritsya, no ne dlya nas.
Zhizn prohodit, zhizn,
A gryanet grom, zamknetsya krug,
No myi svoy put proydem vdvoem,
Moy vernyiy drug, moy staryiy drug,
Moy staryiy drug, horoshiy drug,
Moy vernyiy drug, moy pervyiy drug,
Posledniy drug. |
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