Текст песни Ленинград - Письма

LETTERS
Sergei Shnurov

The apple trees were in bloom -
In the yard the spring,
In the army to go to serve
The line came.

You say you'll wait,
But then you lied,
Do not you have laid our love,
Our love is not laid up.

The letters you wrote every day,
The envelope heart painted.
But a single line from you in response:
Do you love or not? Do you love or not?

The letters you wrote every day,
The envelope heart painted.
But a single line from you in response:
Do you love or not?

The army is not easy to serve,
If no one is waiting,
Maybe with another girl
In real life I'm lucky.

Will she write me letters,
Will love me,
But our first love oblomno
I do not forget and do not you forget it.

The letters you wrote every day,
The envelope heart painted.
But a single line from you in response:
Do you love or not? Do you like or not ?.

The letters you wrote every day,
The envelope heart painted.
But a single line from you in response:
Do you love or not?