Текст песни Юрий Чайка - Чічечко моя...

MY UNCLE
Yu. Vizbor, translated by Yu. Chaika

No matter who you meet, there are no constant connections.
Sad stream of amber pine washes away.
And already the fire, look, the ashes have shaken:
How not to twist, and came, sorry, the end.
CHORUS: My uncle,
Sun pine!
Where, when and how
Will we meet again?
The tent fluttered its wings (flew away, poor thing!).
The wings of the parting lovers spread the plane.
I see a treacherous ladder crawling from the wing.
It is true that the gap between us has fallen.
CHORUS.
Don't sympathize with me, I don't like chatting!
I will still find an amber pine and that stream.
Maybe there is a piece of fire still flashing the edge of the water:
Where did you go, they say, dig here.
CHORUS.