There was no chance to keep myself Of thoughts of lightness and my sadness, There was no chance for us to meet There were a lot of subtle senses
There were much music, warmth and shine And tea when I've got cold in summer But I will keep for future time That unbelievable sunrise
And I'll remember our songs, A touch of light and clear glances, We told goodbye in underground, I keep that happiness in my hands
I will remember in my mind That bus was lost in deeply forest On our road from Petersburg I will remember all your fondness.
And I'll remember screams of birds. And something in my heart was deeper For others' eyes, you're in my own And now - thank you for all, my dear. Thank you, my dear.