Текст песни Вячеслав Карелин - Времена года

The season - each in its own way -
Responds to young and old,
And the poets have learned everything long ago,
That youth is called spring.
And after her comes summer time,
At the fire, dawn meets dawn.
Only the summer of life is different
Because it is the last in it.

I paid off completely in the spring,
I would be glad to turn, but there is nothing to do,
And I left her by age,
On a summer day, and he is getting closer to evening.
But when the flowers are dropping foam,
The bird cherry will bow to my window,
I go out into the spring streets -
Walk arm in arm with insomnia.

I go out as if for goodbye
Wave a friendly hand to a friend.
I go out as if on a date
With the one that I once did not answer.
And spring meets me joyfully
As if she had noticed an old friend.
Promises me drops in August
And a date with the one who did not answer.