Текст песни Полина Агуреева - Белая ночь

Spring has not passed, jasmine is still blooming,
The nightingales rang on the old maples.
I was waiting in the gazebo, and you came
And there was a lover with me, my tender,
Whispered words of love:

White night, sweet night
Cover us here with light haze
And do not rush us to light the light of dawn.
White night, sweet night
Sleep of good days
And you are with me
The two of us - me and you.

And again spring, again everything is in bloom,
Nightingales are ringing again in the park alleys.
Why do I need their songs? He will not come.
And my heart again whispers so pitifully to me
About that other spring ...

White night, bright night
A ray of fire in memory of him.
But, hurry, let the light of dawn flash to me!
White night, bright night
Quietly whispers one thing through the window:
No, no, he's gone
He is far away.