Текст песни София Ротару - Эхо

ECHO

Music - Vladimir Matetsky;
Words - Grigory Pozhenyan;
year: 1987.

Not to warm lands, but forever,
Like a flock of birds - not to lose count! -
So as not to return from flight,
My years are leaving me.

A lot of them flew away from me ...
They are further away - who will count the rest?
But for me all these moments are sweet:
And the heat and cold of the day lived.

Hot lips touch dry
Later oaths have words dumb and stricter.
It takes years to get younger
Songs and poems go to people,
Songs and poems go to people.

And the day, born into the night, will replace the darkness,
And a new day will comfort midnight again.
So the echo goes back to
Who came out to call or came to help ...