Текст песни Альберт Алексахин - Та улица Песочная...

And what did she whisper?
That sandy street in return
What went through us, from wood to metal
Yes saved, from crazy troubles

We are in a hot summer, we ran for fuel
Swam there, dived, burned fires
We shouted at the rain and at the cloud
Do not overshadow the kids' summer!

And the snow will come down drove on mopeds
Down the street Sand dust in a column ...
Oh, how much ardor in the vagabond fidgets
Oh, how much happiness is in the blue sky ...

Here I walked, once carefree
Was all in dreams and head over heels in love
Life flew irrevocably breaking
I was blinded by luck and success

Holy Mother, Pogra, Olhovets
Everyone's sorrow remained
I used to run as a youth
And the girl smiled at me
And I didn't want to say goodbye to her
He nodded embarrassedly to her - "Hello!"
And I dreamed of marrying her
She then said no ...

Ah, this street is broken off road
She taught me and called
To your favorite city Podporozhye
You led to a great life ...

Albert Aleksakhin. June 2015.