Чистые пруды

Each of us in this world there are places
Where do we come to the moment otedinitsya,
Where the memory as a string of e-mail list,
We heal the heart, where it languished. 

 Net ponds shy willow
As the girls were silent at the water
Net ponds, centuries green dream
My distant shore of childhood,
Where accordion sounds. 

 And I'm in a hurry there, they shed a good light,
And boats on the water as sunspots,
Hence we're left in whirling years,
And here I am again here, and you come back! 

 Net ponds shy willow
As the girls were silent at the water
Net ponds, centuries green dream
My distant shore of childhood,
Where accordion sounds. 

 One day you will pass a yellow ring,
And in your memory we meet again, probably
And the water will reflect fatigue (familiar) face
And the heart heal and soothe the nerves. 

 Net ponds shy willow
As the girls were silent at the water
Net ponds, centuries green dream
My distant shore of childhood,
Where accordion sounds. 

 Each of us in this world there are places
With us in distant years, closer, more expensive,
They can breathe easy, there is peace purity
We were doing at the moment, happier and younger. 

 Net ponds shy willow
As the girls were silent at the water
Net ponds, centuries green dream
My distant shore of childhood,
Where accordion sounds.