Текст песни Евгений Мартынов - Эхо Первой Любви

I once returned there
In the quiet town through the day and the year.
He shows me the city empty.
There was once I was young.
Here is my first love lived.
I remember the third house from the corner.
I remember the third house from the corner.

I found this house,
I knocked on the window.
I called her name.
Almost cried.
And a stranger
I said no evil:
- There probably
She had never lived.

- You are mistaken, - I said to the city.
- You forgot - grinned Station.
- You are mistaken, - whispered at home,
Ripe winter snow crunched.
A smoke curled above the rooftops.
But I could not go wrong.
But I could not go wrong.

It sounded around
Among the white snow
The echo of first love,
Echoes of ancient steps.
And the city snow
All flew and flew.
This city
I did not want to know.

It was both hope and sadness.
I stepped on it by heart.
I've dived in its alleys,
Where once I lost love.
I was looking for, I walked until dark,
But I had never seen it.
But I had never seen it.

I'm out of town at midnight
Home left.
He flew through the window,
He accompanied me.
And the night lights
Repeated light:
What has been passed ...
What has been passed ...