Текст песни Злищев А. - Край сиреневый

Lilac edge , the edge of my cast ,
I came , I here and now !
Why is your face wry
I do not pleasing northern eye ?

Like everything remains as it was :
The same people , the same house.
And in the village is still the same mare
Just sad stands in the yard.

I could tell a lot
About the Neva , the Hermitage and bridges,
But it is not waiting at the threshold of the native
Neither the grandmother nor the dog on a chain ..

But , I know that wherever I was ,
Under what not to wet the rain,
I was met by an unexpected death ,
And warm native black earth .

And so quiet and dull
Not to say I left : & quot; Goodbye & quot ;.
You Cornflowers my ear ,
Edge lilac thrown edge.

A.Zlischev