Текст песни дубровский - До последнего дня.

Konstantin Balmont

Until the last day

Maybe when you leave me
You will be colder to me.
But a lifetime, until the last day,
Oh my friend, you will be mine.

I know that new passions will come
With another you will be forgotten again.
But the old images are waiting in my memory
And the old smoldering love.

And there will be a painful and sweet moment:
In the rays of a flying day
With another looking into the immortal spring,
You will tremble - and remember me.

Until 1898