Текст песни 1984 год - Яблоня в саду отяжелела...

The apple tree in the garden become heavy

The apple tree in the garden grew heavy,
August suffered a fall.
Single white swan melts
In the late afternoon haze of hay.

September drizzling on the doorstep,
Not tears splashed rain.
Someone's shade there, halfway
In the clouds mourn lives.

There, at the crossroads between heaven
And the earth, weary to bear fruit,
Clouds, snow wrapped,
Soul carry flown away.

Under dark skies, I hear voices,
They call me with him.
And, raising his hands to heaven,
I ran, I withered grass.

Here's another one flies tired,
Transformed into a perpetual wanderer.
Why suddenly the sky was closer?
Why is my land farther?

The evening plunged into darkness,
And the tears flow again and again.
But now I know why
Bitter as love autumn.

The apple tree in the garden grew heavy,
August suffered a fall.
Single white swan melts
In the late afternoon haze of hay.