Юлия Терехова - Там, за воротами
текст песни

There, outside the gate
(muses and words - Victor Swedov)

There, outside the gate
The sun rises,
The wind bends the foliage
The bird is sings in a bastard song -
The song of the coming May.

There, outside the gate
Blooms again
Broad gold wheat,
Life after him is calling somewhere-
To the edge where the dream can come true ...

There, outside the gate
The night is coming
Windows play with lights,
Someone is waiting for someone until midnight
Time, forgetting the stroke.

There is outside the gate
The world is so wide
Each of us knows this.
There are many beautiful roads in the world -
Everyone chooses his own.