Текст песни Лобановский - Сиреневые купола

In the summer, not hot, spring was replaced,
Like a sentry on guard from a post,
I passed the fresh greens according to the act,
Only one regret took
Lilac domes!
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Champ de Mars, lilac child,
The white night takes the parade;
Silently froze in the silent rows -
(What fate brought them here) -
Lilac domes!
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As if to doom to insight,
As if under the dome inward to lie down,
How to eavesdrop on their secret speech -
It was not necessary to decide ...
... Lilac domes ...
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No, I won’t say a word in return,
I’ll just give you a bouquet ...
Blue freshness and lightness of the wing -
This spring gave us a keepsake ...
Lilac domes ...
Lilac domes ...
Lilac domes !!!