Текст песни Виктор Пашковский - Это мой учитель

And again in the gilding of the poplar,
And the school is like a ship at the pier
Where teachers are waiting for students
To start a new life.

Chorus:
They are in the fate of each of us,
They pass along it like a red thread.
We speak proudly every time
Simple three words: "This is my teacher!"

There is no richer and more generous in the world,
Than these people forever young.
Let's remember all our teachers
They are already dear to us.

Chorus:
They are in the fate of each of us,
They pass along it like a red thread.
We speak proudly every time
Simple three words: "This is my teacher!"

We are all in his safest hands:
Scientist, doctor, politician and builder ...
Live always in your students
And be happy, our dear teacher!

Chorus:
They are in the fate of each of us,
They pass along it like a red thread.
We speak proudly every time
Simple three words: "This is my teacher!"
Simple three words: "This is my teacher!"
Simple three words: "This is my teacher!"