Текст песни Дмитрий Маликов - Спой мне

I dreamed the old days of miracles,
House on the outskirts, maples to the skies.
I woke up early in the morning,
Looked as if resurrected.
I forgot all my sorrows,
What troubled in vain,
And outside the city blossomed gentle.

Sing to me!
Morning streets wind
New day will be bright,
Sing to me about it, sing to me,
Oh good remind.
Sing to me!
Wind dawn streets,
Sing so that all awake
And smiled at the children.

House on the outskirts, in the maples,
Old times again came to me.
Instinctive hope
Again to be with you alone, alone.
It is a pity we are different now,
And not to meet us.
Sorry, but the same delicate blossoms city.

Sing to me!
Morning streets wind
New day will be bright,
Sing to me about it, sing to me,
Oh good remind.
Sing to me!
Wind dawn streets,
Sing so that all awake
And smiled at the children.