Текст песни Е. Мартынов - Скажи мне, вишня...

White cherry was like a blizzard chalk
Every day we met with you
Loe fog from river, steel grasses bitter
And now you go face.

Was the sun was summer
And where everything went
As if the wind blown down with his hands
You say, tell me Cherry
Why love did not come out
And your petals opole
You say, tell me Cherry
Why love did not come out
And your petals opole.

Only you are not silent like a month in the night
Together we conducted those days
And words about love Spring
To reiterate them again

There was the sun was summer
And where everything went,
As if the wind blew off his hands.
You say, tell me Cherry
Why love did not come out,
And your petals opole.
You say, tell me Cherry
Why love did not come out
And your petals opole.