Текст песни Эдуард Хиль - Белой акации гроздья душистые

All night NIGHTINGALE US whistles
Romance from the k / f & quot; Days of Turbin & quot ;, 1976

Music V. Basner
Words by M. Matusovsky

The whole night we nightingale whistling,
The town was silent and said nothing at home ...
White acacia clusters fragrant
Night we crazy.

The garden was full unwashed spring rains,
The water was dark ravines.
God, as we were naive,
How young we were then!

The years have flown, gray making us ...
Where the purity of the branches alive?
Only winter storm this white yes
Remind them today.

At the hour when the wind rages furiously,
With a new power, I feel:
White acacia clusters fragrant
Irrevocably as my youth!
White acacia clusters fragrant
Unique, like my youth ...

From songwriter 1990s

Created under the influence of the popular romance of the early 20th century & quot; White acacia clusters fragrant & quot; & Lt; 1902 & gt;