Текст песни Александр Гейнц и Сергей Данилов - Когда в палатках все друзья уснут

When all my friends in the tents to sleep,
And the night stars hang out over the river,
I quietly go up to the fire,
Section coals , light the fire.
It will warm the dark night ,
I'm under the rustle of the wind , the noise of pine,
You 'll be humming the songs softly ,
Spring wind evoking dreams.

I will sing of distant cities ,
On the mountain paths , the radiance of the eyes;
And the clock will start to twist the year ,
We'll meet again, for the first time .
We put things in our backpacks ,
Magpies smash crazy news
That we , as before on the rise are easy,
But you go, I'll stay here .

Let it be a long and hard path step
Let every honest will , proud and brave,
And if what you , my friends , is not it ,
In this life I should not sing.
And if my voice is the word
Let pleasant but insidious lies,
Traces of my shielding Trin - grass,
And the songs of my friends do not live.