Сергей Бобунец - Годы
текст песни

When spring sucks whiskey
And the white snow is finished
And feelings are more subtle, and even greater
I dream of one girl
I want to love a girl
Carry her across a stream
To the sound of birdsong, with one decision
Press her against a slender birch tree
And put my jacket on a thawed patch

And the years, years, years, years, years, and the spring waters
Carry me forward without ceasing
Oh, the years...
And the spring waters
Years, bastards, years

When you, as tall as you are
Made notches on a pine tree
And there a cuckoo, a simple liar
Everyone settles scores in the spring
Everyone settles scores in the spring
How much longer do I have left? Roads, smiles, worries, mistakes
I'll tell you all this
And my soul will feel lighter

And the years, years, years, years, years, and the spring waters
Carry me forward without ceasing
Ah, the years...
Yes, the spring waters
Years, bastard years

When spring sucks whiskey,
I remember Shukshin,
Kalina krasnaya,
And everything is so clear,
I love Vasya Shukshin.

And the accordion's trills,
Wake up a fire in my heart.
And feelings are more subtle,
And even more,
I want to love you all
And wish you a long life.

And the years, years, years, years, years,
Yes, the spring waters,
Carry me forward without ceasing.
Ah, the years...
Yes, the spring waters
Years, happy years.