Текст песни Виктор Грузинов - Детство. Листок на волне

I remember from my childhood foggy morning ,
How close to the river , I sat on a rock ,
Around outlines floated vaguely ,
And I looked at the rolling waves .

I thought about the future exploits of the brave ,
He dreamed of distant lands,
And the hosts of the illusions of my inept
With fog merged , leaving me.

And the branches of trees in the water spilling
And leaves them sometimes came off .

I drank , choking , clear water ,
Inhaling from pure jet
Spilled God the blessings of liberty ,
Not knowing then no struggle, no love ...

But the years in their own time, I must admit,
A wave of green leaf carried away .