Текст песни Виталий Каледин - Последний час разлуки С тобой, мой дорогой

Last hour of separation

Last hour of separation
With you, my dear.
I do not see any boredom,
Joy no.
Nothing does not take me
Nothing fun.
One is a consolation:
Mil cry does not tell.
I walked in the saddle,
Walked in green
I was looking for those tracks,
Where Mil walked with me.
Traces did not find
Sitted under the bush,
Sitted under a tutor
On green grass.
Two doves flew
One before one
They flew, sat down
On the apple tree in the garden.
One of them spisled
To me on Belo, chest,
And I, Mlada, sighed:
Oh, where is my dear,
Oh where my feeling
Serge-shepherd?
I walked to me from herd
On cool beings,
I wore me fun -
Silver horn.