Текст песни Эдуард Хиль - Бирюсинка

Biryusinka

Goodbye, white city
With lights on weight!
Through the steppes, through the mountains
I am on the river Biryusa.
Only mosses are sworn in pipes
There is a Siberian spring.
Only lumbering loggers
There is an angar pine.
Where the river, the river Biryusa,
Breaking ice, noise-sings on the voices -
There is waiting for me taiga
Anxiety ...

Not birch, not osinka,
Not a cedar taiga
And the Girl-Biryusinka
I can't forget.
With a gun goes under the wind
Do not find four days.
... maybe in the moose shot methyl,
And he hit me.

Let beautiful urban -
She has blue eyes.
Urban not
If the heart pulls to her ...
Before this blue eyes
I like a sail on the wave.
Then it is to drive to me in the city,
That in the taiga stay to me.

Where the river, the river Biryusa,
Breaking ice, noise-sings on the voices -
There is waiting for me taiga
Anxiety ...

1962.