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Пахнет осенью за окном,
Хоть всего лишь начало лета.
Я вернулся в свой старый дом,
Не хозяин, но и не гость.
Листья шепчутся под дождём,
Занавеска дрожит от ветра.
Я припомнить смогу с трудом,
Как же долго мы были врозь.
За окном старый друг фонарь,
Он меня согревал ночами,
И приветливо мне кивнув,
Он сутулится под дождём.
Подмосковная тишина,
Мы с тобою не попрощались
В день, когда смело я шагнул
В то, что будущим мы зовём.
Мой очаг, сгорая неистово
С детских лет ты ещё не остыл.
Я скитался в поисках истины,
Но не знал, что она – это ты.
Покидая свой старый двор,
Уходя из родного дома,
Я не знал, что сюда вернусь
Через много и много лет.
И окутало волшебство,
Здесь всё близко и так знакомо.
Это - радость, и это – грусть
Вновь стоять на родной земле.
И опять я среди друзей,
А в беседке звучит гитара.
Крикнет бабушка из окна,
Что пора мне домой идти.
Дождик, путаясь средь ветвей,
Барабанит по тротуарам.
Подмосковная тишина,
Ты прими меня и прости.
Мой очаг, сгорая неистово
С детских лет ты ещё не остыл.
Я скитался в поисках истины,
Но не знал, что она – это ты.
It smells out of autumn outside the window
At least the beginning of summer.
I returned to my old house
Not the owner, but not a guest.
The leaves whisper in the rain,
The curtain trembles from the wind.
I can recall with difficulty
How long we have been apart.
Outside the window is an old friend lantern,
He warmed me at night
And nodding me affably,
He will stoop in the rain.
Silence near Moscow,
You and I did not say goodbye
On the day when I boldly stepped
The fact that the future we call.
My hearth, burning frantically
From childhood you have not cooled yet.
I wandered in search of truth,
But I did not know that she was you.
Leaving his old courtyard
Leaving home,
I didn't know that I would be back here
After many and many years.
And the magic enveloped
Everything is close and so familiar here.
This is joy, and it is sadness
Stand again on their native land.
And again I am among friends
And in the gazebo the guitar sounds.
Grandmother shouts from the window
That it's time for me to go home.
Rain, getting confused in the middle of the branches,
Drum on sidewalks.
Silence near Moscow,
You accept me and forgive me.
My hearth, burning frantically
From childhood you have not cooled yet.
I wandered in search of truth,
But I did not know that she was you.
At least the beginning of summer.
I returned to my old house
Not the owner, but not a guest.
The leaves whisper in the rain,
The curtain trembles from the wind.
I can recall with difficulty
How long we have been apart.
Outside the window is an old friend lantern,
He warmed me at night
And nodding me affably,
He will stoop in the rain.
Silence near Moscow,
You and I did not say goodbye
On the day when I boldly stepped
The fact that the future we call.
My hearth, burning frantically
From childhood you have not cooled yet.
I wandered in search of truth,
But I did not know that she was you.
Leaving his old courtyard
Leaving home,
I didn't know that I would be back here
After many and many years.
And the magic enveloped
Everything is close and so familiar here.
This is joy, and it is sadness
Stand again on their native land.
And again I am among friends
And in the gazebo the guitar sounds.
Grandmother shouts from the window
That it's time for me to go home.
Rain, getting confused in the middle of the branches,
Drum on sidewalks.
Silence near Moscow,
You accept me and forgive me.
My hearth, burning frantically
From childhood you have not cooled yet.
I wandered in search of truth,
But I did not know that she was you.
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