Текст песни Ян Френкель - Это было вчера

From the record
Performed by Jan Frenkel.
Poems: Mark Lisyansky
Music: Jan Frenkel
"It was yesterday"

It was yesterday,
Or I dream about it:
I’m going out with you from work.
The golden feather was dropped by the firebird
And sleeplessly poplar surf.

It was yesterday,
Or it seems to be:
You wave to me, escorting to the front.
And in the dew, like in tears, that farewell summer,
And in the darkness of the town, and in the smoke horizon.

It was yesterday,
Or it seemed to me:
You meet me and poplars are noisy.
And the sky is burning, where the firebird has remained,
This reality or dream is my youth.

It was yesterday...