Текст песни Эдуард Изместьев - не зови меня горьким безбожникам

From the misty lilac distances
I went back to their homes.
There's wind my memory leaf,
There carpets line the field.

With head uncovered, native,
On the way you come out to meet ...
I know, Mom, know in advance,
I know everything that you're saying.

chorus.
You do not stop and do not cry in the wind,
Do not call me a bitter atheist.
We'll go with you to the temple early in the morning,
I want to pray to saints.
I have in front of them repent of their sins,
I'll tell you about the unimaginable sorrows ...
And then I ask a candlelight
Long years, for only for you!

Zakudryavilis yellow maples,
Autumn leaves rustled.
At the gate, painfully familiar,
With head uncovered stand.

And the wind, we sing about separation ...
I pressed against the hot lips
Your gentle cute hands ...
I will never give you away to somebody!

chorus.
You do not stop and do not cry in the wind,
Do not call me a bitter atheist.
We'll go with you to the temple early in the morning,
I want to pray to saints.
I have in front of them repent of their sins,
I'll tell you about the unimaginable sorrows ...
And then I ask a candlelight
Long years, for only for you!