Текст песни Александр Вертинский - Дорогой длинной

We rode on a troika with bells ,
And in the distance the lights flickered .
To me now, falcons , you,
Soul to dispel from depression .

Long road , but at night lunnoyu ,
Yes, the song the one that flies away ringing ,
And since the old days with the seven-string ,
What's at night so tortured me ...

So living without joy , without flour ,
I remember the last year ,
And your silver hands
The three , all flown away ...

The Long Road...

Days run , sadness multiplying ,
I'm so hard to forget the past .
Somehow once, dear,
You svezete bury me .

The Long Road...