Текст песни Р.Сикора - Посидим, помолчим

Sit, silent

Words: Ya. Khaletsky
Music: V. Muradel
Use: Ruzhen Sikora

Again our backpacks are ready
Again the long-range roads are not easy.
Only we are not looking for quiet marins,
Where our happiness goes many days.

Chorus:
Sit, tell me,
My friend is dear.
We are each other without words
We understand with you.

Spacked in yellow leaves of leaf fall,
And the snow will fly to shifts.
Somewhere we will remember with quiet sadness
The dorm is distant again.

Chorus.

You do not believe that it will always be for us,
That anywhere will disturb us trouble,
But we will meet the dream together in good time.
And with romance will see more than once.

Chorus.