Текст песни Людмила Сенчина - А сердце ждёт

Rain clouded the path
Covered with yellow foliage.
On that path the heart is wounded
A distant girlish spring.

Lonely rowan in the stream
Drops berries, that blood ...
Where have you lost your way, happy
My love, my love?
Where are you lost, love? ..

The desert lake has become silent,
Rustling, reeds drooped.
And only a crane song
It responds to me in silence.

The grove is exposed under the wind
In its sad beauty ...
In love, they often explain to me
Yes, everything is not the same, but everything is not the same ...
My name is, but they are all wrong.

... And soon a white blizzard
Will begin to powder the path.
And the heart is waiting, it is hoping
He cannot live without faith ...
He cannot live without faith.