Текст песни Виктор Грузинов - Детство. Листок на волне

I remember from my childhood foggy morning ,
How close to the river , I sat on a rock ,
Around floated vague outlines ,
And I looked at the waves rolling .

I thought about the brave exploits of the future ,
I dreamed of distant lands,
And the hosts of illusions of my inept
With fog merged , leaving me.

A tree branches in the water spilling
And leaves them sometimes came off .

I drank , choking , clear water ,
Inhaling the net stream
Spilled God the blessings of liberty ,
Not knowing then no struggle, no love ...

But the years in his own time, I must admit,
A wave of green leaf carried away .