Текст песни Владимир Мигуля - В саду играет музыка

In the city park trumpeters playing Strauss,
We sit closest and years, we slightly.
This music from far our youth
I remember, and you shall not forget.

Chorus:
And again, playing music in the garden,
A completely different music for other youth.
And then it is someone remembered
As this is our music, we remembered you.

And years fly by, and where they are in a hurry?
And sad, do not be sad - we do not return to them.
But the words of love that had once been told,
I remember you and I shall not forget.

Chorus.

This music from far our youth
I remember, and you shall not forget.

Chorus.

And then it is someone remembered
As this is our music, we remembered you.