Текст песни Иван Кучин - До Свидания Друг

Goodbye friend

You will leave today before the divorce
And set sail from the hateful earth.
And you finally freedom
Looms with lights in the distance.

Goodbye friend and good luck
And success from the word "catch it,"
Let the bell ring and cry
He is glad to ring you at home.

Stars go out from grief, whether from troubles,
Not good free air smelled.
Do not rush friend, be slow, be slow,
Finally, stay in the goal.

Watch the pine winds blow
As white fur flies from the tops.
And maybe you will be remembered
Yes, and you will not forget all.