Текст песни Фарида Сафина - Грустный вальс

Sad Waltz

N.TS.

Sludes sad tact from us ...
Your hands in the gun will take my shoulders:
"Finally we are together! .." -
Why are you so? ..
Oh, understand, not good,
Not to good these meetings! ..

For several years we are worried about Waltz,
And you are a few years
You repeat three words ...
And hurry your lips, from all while
Touch my cheek again and again.

You are silent, and in your eyes you have rays ...
You say: "With you, my lips do not go ..." -
No, it is not necessary! .. Silent. Silent! ..
Look at the children - our children grow up! ..

Where have you been before, Waltz? ..
We are thirty years old.
Gets in the meadows of our hot summer ...
Well so late, love,
You shine to us
From a distant star
Broken off the light? ..

1966.