Текст песни Александр Дюмин - Померкшая весна

The wind in the grove is sadly rustling
Yellowed leaves from time to time
I remember how I lived
Without spring, young flowering

Days pass one by one
Months fly by and years go by
Was recently very young
A beardless youth at large

But faded, faded spring
Life has gone the thin way
And now I'm sitting by the window
Aged behind the iron bars

Not to my heart here, but nothing
This land, these alien gave
Worn out, exhausted of everything
Rude to the soul, laughing, did not care

And in the wild autumn cold
Leaves fade under hoarfrost
And I will certainly return home
And hometowns will take me

I know my happiness ahead
I'll wash away the dirt and hide the rudeness
I will press your tender breasts
I laugh and cry for happiness.