Алексей Зайцев - Ностальгия, Коса
текст песни

Laughter and tears in a forgotten window
Some kind of melancholy
Sadness
Cold rains and frosts
The wheels clatter
I'm driving into the distance

There are cities
The same
The same roles
Emptiness
I once summed you up
Starting with a clean slate

I couldn't forget reality
O endless path
After half a lifetime, sober up
And you were blind in love!

To that old wooden house
There, across the little bridge on the grass
My soul is dear
And the strange courtyard
Has drawn me more than once

In the godforsaken village
I thought
The road would become easy for me
I felt it
And listened
I lived in that reality
In a dream

That stump stands
And the same poplar
The grass is still the same
Old courtyard
May you not become more beautiful over the years
Remember the conversation of that love