Текст песни Милая моя - Ю.Визбор

My dear (Y.Vizbor)

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1. To our meetings of separation, alas, destined. (1t)
Quiet and sealing streams of amber pine.
The coils of the campfire narrowed in the ashes.
So everything is complete, it's time to part.

R: | Pretty my, Forest Sun, ................ |
| Where, in what edges will meet me? | 2p

2. The crooks folded the tents - and the flight is killed,
Wings dealt seedler separation - a plane.
And quietly fighters a ladder from the wing ...
So, indeed, the abyss of us lay.

R: the same;

3. Do you comfort me - I do not need words.
I would find that stream of amber pine.
Suddenly through the fog there blushes a piece of fire,
Suddenly the fire is expected, imagine me.

R: | The same | 3p