Текст песни Михаил Рыба - Песня старого почтальона

Old Postman's Song
Music: D. Toradze, lyrics: B. Gaikovich
Performed by Mikhail Ryba, 1959

A little on the squares the dawn will touch the maples.
The bags are put on by postmen.
They will knock on the door and hand over a letter
And they will say when they leave: "See you again."

Like a sunny dawn
Light of letters and newspapers
Enters your apartment.
I carried letters, but old age, alas,
Stubbornly handed me a telegram.

The leather bag is my age.
You and I have been together for half a century.
Into the hands of the young I give you
Young friends have replaced us.

Let the sun warm the moment
Light of letters and newspapers
Enters your apartment.
It's time to give way to me, as you can see, to others,
Even though I'm with them - young in soul ...