Александр Гейнц, Сергей Данилов - Встречный вальс
текст песни

Here we are guys and met -
The torn circle is connected.
In old blue envelope
Pain and loss of separation.
I thought the letter would be lost
In the dusty archives of the table ...
How do you guys like it
Meeting, that did not wait for us?


I believe or not believe -

Ours crossed the paths.

The promoted globe turns

And in orbit flies.

I remember: they said goodbye desperately,

In some ways they swore to each other

Time with sadness crowned us ...

Yes, here, go, you came together.

They called the door. And unloaded
Things in the hallway, in the corner.
Someone laughs a cold
Someone goes to the table.
Who is behind the bench to the neighbors down,
Who crouched on the carpet.
Here we are guys and met
One thing is sorry - not all.


The time of infancy has come out:

Today is the wrong time.

Everything that was considered the Fatherland,

The country said.

That I shot that she quit

What I forgot to fold.

God, as you want in the fall

To survive your winter.

I want or do not want to -
Everything that burned me
The blue envelope writhes
In the flame of this day.
That the letter did not answer you -
I just didn't believe it, and suddenly ...
Here we are guys and met.
The torn circle is connected.

10/10/1999