Текст песни Николай Никитский - Дорогая пропажа

Alexander Vertinsky

The most tender love is the end,
Endless longing breaks yarn,
What am I to do with thee, with me, at last,
How do you forget, dear missing?

Soon you'll be someone's beloved wife,
Will thought quieter and smoother hair,
And from our fire spring blue
Do not remain in the heart and even memory.

There will be years of flickering, in the steppes of the train,
There will be at each other like gray days.
Without love, you can also live sometimes,
If the heart is silent and does not disturb the soul.

But someday you're all alone,
There will be twilight in a clean and tidy house,
Go up to the phone deadly pale
And otyschesh The Lost Room in memory.

And the answer you a voice stranger:
"He's gone for a long time, no address, even ..."
And then you cry ... my only!
How do you forget, dear missing! ..