Текст песни Иосиф Давыдович Кобзон - Нашей юности оркестр

Our youth orchestra

P. Aedonitsky, I. Romanovsky

Again we go along the narrow paths.
Hello, park of distant days!
Music swayed on the branches
An alley came down to us in silence.

Chorus:

And in the rain and in the heat
Our brass band
Gave music for happiness
He played with the soul.
This music is left
Forever with me

Terrible year. In overcoats youth.
The pain of loss and sadness is parting.
And fireworks over the May city ...
The whole orchestra suddenly recalled.

Chorus.

Let the orchestras sound different
He’s only dearer to me:
He and the march of the October holidays,
He and the waltz “Autumn Dream”.

Chorus.