Текст песни Бардовские песни - Вечер бродит по лесным дорожкам

Evening wandering along forest paths,
You, too, love the evening,
Wait until a little more,
Sit with his friends around a campfire
Wait until a little more,
Sit with his friends around a campfire

What magical soulful songs
And the silence in the firelight,
There is not thine eyes are wonderful,
That look at me thoughtfully.
There is not thine eyes are wonderful,
That look at me thoughtfully.

I see the whole world in the eyes of anxiety
At this hour, on the banks of the steep.
Do not look so carelessly,
I can think of anything wrong.
Do not look so carelessly,
I can think of anything wrong.

After the song will call guys
In yet unknown territory,
And then over the wings sunset
Flash bright star my dream.
And then over the wings sunset
Flash bright star my dream.