Текст песни Радио Классик, читает Игорь Ильин - Пёс, которого разлюбили. Стихи Марины Терентьевой

Day short autumn rolled flaming ball,
Hiding from the world in the vast forests of scarlet.
Shaggy dog ​​again, perched on an old rug,
In half asleep dreaming of gentle caring hands.

Dog Age did not see it painful loss
The more wins the ball and playful sweet: "Shoo!"
And quietly whimpered with longing at the closed door
Warm master bedroom where the baby suddenly appeared.

Old dog ill. We leave the past power.
And in the dog heart suddenly gone heavy rains.
It seemed to him that his mistress fell out of love,
Pressing now just screaming bundle to his chest.

At the dog of the gods it was foolish to pray for salvation.
He quietly got up, despite the cold and darkness.
And I stepped over the threshold and disappeared in bad weather in the autumn,
Care Lone Star Forgotten Dogs.