Текст песни Виталий Гребенников - Татьяна

We met at the restaurant bar,
How do I know your features.
Do you remember me, my Tatyana?
My love, our former dreams?

I see lips of painted suffering,
In the eyes of your silence of emptiness.
Where, where, tell me, my Tatyana,
My love, our former dreams?

Tatiana, remember the days of gold?
Silan bushes and moon in the quiet Alley?
Tatyana, remember the dreams are old?
I loved you, not to return to us young days.

Fell braids fragrant, thick,
You bowed my head to my chest.
Tatiana, remember the days of gold?
Spring last we can not return