Текст песни Юрий Белов - Судьба

Fate

Yuri Belov

1. When the snow melts snow,
Birds from the south will fly.
Return home in the past century,
Sad to the train at random.
R. Rent a trip to me, fate, that evening over the river,
Where stars are bright in the floor of the sky.
Wind with lakes, near the fire
And silence for hundreds of miles.
2. The dawn will take to the palm
Drops of warm rain.
And the old age as a meal snow
Time is mocking forever.
3. Lighthouse is burning, and I believe
My fate is shining in it.
Heavenly circle like an old friend
I will return my years!