Текст песни Смольянинова вгения - В одной знакомой улице

In a familiar street
I remember the old house,
With a high, dark staircase,
With the curtained window.

There is light, like a star,
Before midnight the stars,
And the wind curtain
Gently stir.

No one knew what there
The hermit lived,
What is the secret force
I was attracted to!

And what a wonderful girl
In the coveted hour of the night
I met, pale,
With her scythe!

What children's speech
She kept telling me
On the life of the unknown,
On the far side!

It is not childish flame,
Clinging to my lips,
She was trembling, whispered to me:
"Listen, run away!

We will bird voluntary,
Forget proud light ...
Where there are no people to forgive -
There is no return! "

And the tears fell silently,
And the kiss sounded -
And the wind curtain
Anxious ruffled.