Текст песни Русские романсы - Белой акации гроздья душистые...

The whole night we nightingale whistled
The city was silent and silent house ...
Acacia clusters fragrant
Night us crazy.

The garden was full unwashed spring showers ,
In the dark ravines standing water .
God, as we were naive,
As we were young then!

Years have flown , gray making us ...
Where the purity of the branches of living ?
Only winter snowstorm and this white
Reminds today about them.

At the hour when the wind rages furiously ,
With renewed by the power I feel :
Acacia clusters fragrant
Unrecoverable as my youth !
Acacia clusters fragrant
unique, like my youth ...