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Leave anything on the memory of himself -
not only the silence of white fences,
not only devastating grief of loss.
Leave anything on the memory of himself.

Leave anything on the memory of himself -
poltakta not congregate with fretboard notes ...
After all, I cry to you through a closed mouth:
Leave anything on the memory of himself!

Slow down running horse, I'll catch you on the way,
I dolechu through the maelstrom of distances
and talk about the tart taste alms.
Spurred his horse, I'll catch you on the way

Leave your remorse barbed gloom.
And what you have - not a mistake.
You gave me your smile.
Leave at least something to remember me by.