Текст песни Аркадий Северный - я в весеннем лесу пил берёзовый сок

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I drank in the spring forest birch sap.
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With the beloved songstress slept in a haystack.
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I loved - lost. That he had not saved.
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Was lucky and brave, but happiness did not know.

And bore me like an autumn leaf.
I changed the city, I changed the names.
I inhaled dust Overseas roads.
Where flowers do not smell, where there shines the moon.

And butts I threw overboard into the ocean.
Exchanged beauty of the islands and seas.
And Brazilian malarial swamps fog.
And wine taverns, and longing camps.

Cross out all life would be so different start.
Would fly back to his songstress.
But that's only learns whether the motherland
One of the missing her sons.