Текст песни О.Швыдкий, стихи А.Шигин - А оглянешься...

In the rush of everyday affairs
Do not put the cherished point
Again, write a line -by-line ,
A look back - the year of flying ...

A look back - the shade of spring
Dissolved in gloomy darkness,
Leaving vague signs
Fallen leaves on papyrus .

And, apparently , it is necessary to go,
Without a backward glance , and without respite ,
But in the back of a doubt breathe ,
Predicting the finiteness of the way.

Ahead lukewarm light,
That as long as the wind is not blowing out ...
Suddenly zadash question: " Doydu it? "
And afraid to hear the answer .

© Andrei Shigin