Текст песни Клавдия Шульженко - Портрет

The night is bright, the window is open to the garden,
Where the rays of the moon shine in the foliage,
Where the noise of birches is so quiet and gentle,
And the dew is like pearls of someone's tears.

I am alone, but I managed to save
All the words, all the tenderness of our meetings ...
He is with me, and at one o'clock in the night and on a bright day -
Your portrait in a baguette in gold!

A ray of the moon fell on your portrait,
Dear friend of long forgotten years,
And in a dream he seemed to come to life,
And for a moment reality and dream were mixed.

I watched without taking my eyes off.
I dreamed, I remembered you.
I called you - everything around was silent in response.
Only the moon caressed your portrait.

I called you - everything around was silent in response.
Only the moon caressed your portrait.