Текст песни Юрий Визбор - Милое мое, солнышко лесное

Lyrics:
All our meetings separation, alas, meant to be.
Quiet and sad at the creek Amberplate.
Ash coals of fire were covered with half-hearted.
That's all finished, it's time to leave.
Chorus:
My darling, sweetheart forestry,
Where public lands to meet me?
Wings are folded the tent - they ran out of flying,
Wings squared finder separations - the plane.
And quietly backs up the ladder from the wing ...
Here, indeed, the gulf between us lay down.
Chorus.
Do not try to console me - I do not need words.
I used to find in the creek Amberplate.
Suddenly the fog there is red piece of fire,
Suddenly the fire is expected to imagine me.
Chorus