Текст песни Клавдия Шульженко - Первая встреча

In the bustling city, we met in the spring,
Up in the morning, we did not leave home.
Dawn Star repaid,
And we did not have enough of the night,
To tell each other everything.

In the bustling city, we met in the spring,
How many streets we passed the time with you,
How many times then said goodbye,
And back to back,
To start everything again.

I used to forget, not to remember this day, this hour.
I'd never met lovely eyes.
But again, the spring breeze
The window breaks and calls.
He is flying to meet me,
The song sings tender.

Maybe there is a new and in my words,
Suppose that meeting, like thousands of others.
Suppose that is similar to the others,
I train it first,
I f it alone.