Текст песни Юрий Кукин - 'Ну поедем...'

WELL, let's go
(Daughters Kate)

Well, come with me, well, let's go
At the edge of a forgotten childhood dream.
Squirrel waiting with golden nuts,
Snow White looked out of the window.
Zabredёm in wilderness forest fragrant,
Zabredёm in the early morning mist.
And with a boyfriend or just a fellow traveler
We sing about love and deception.

Where he smiles dew from the leaves,
Sun singing your tune
Where age men without letters
And for a long time silent, received.
Nervous hum of city traffic,
The roar of the turbines over his head
We replaced the buzz of a bumblebee
On car windscreen glass.

Mountains head in the ground hid,
Clasping their hands roads,
Backs dark with white spots,
As obese lazy cows.
Not keep our hands Square,
Do not return us back stations ...
Only the memory of little hands Dochkin
Gently pat the eye.

We leave on a green glade
On the road, overgrown with grass,
We leave, you should not ask us,
We'll be back, I swear your head!

June 1966