Ирина Круг- Первая осень разлуки - Минусовка
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По осенним улицам тверским
Пролетают стаи желтых листьев
Как страницы опаленных писем
Брошенные городом твоим
Чашу беды до полна, только удержат ли руки
Первую осень одна, первая осень разлуки
Чашу беды до полна, только удержат ли руки
Первую осень одна, первая осень разлуки
Я брожу по комнатам пустым
Где твой голос жил еще недавно
Где со мною говорил о главном
А теперь как будто дом застыл
Чашу беды до полна, только удержат ли руки
Первую осень одна, первая осень разлуки
Чашу беды до полна, только удержат ли руки
Первую осень одна, первая осень разлуки
И невольно целый мир затих
Мир, хранимый мною и тобою
Мир, зажженный нашею любовью
Богом освещенный для двоих
Чашу беды до полна, только удержат ли руки
Первую осень одна, первая осень разлуки
Чашу беды до полна, только удержат ли руки
Первую осень одна, первая осень разлуки
Along the autumn streets of Tversky
Flocks of yellow leaves fly
Like pages of scorched letters
Abandoned by your city
The cup of trouble is full, only whether their hands will be held
The first autumn is one, the first autumn of separation
The cup of trouble is full, only whether their hands will be held
The first autumn is one, the first autumn of separation
I wander around the rooms empty
Where did your voice live recently
Where he spoke to me about the main
And now it was as if the house has frozen
The cup of trouble is full, only whether their hands will be held
The first autumn is one, the first autumn of separation
The cup of trouble is full, only whether their hands will be held
The first autumn is one, the first autumn of separation
And involuntarily the whole world fell silent
The world kept by me and you
A world lit by our love
God lit for two
The cup of trouble is full, only whether their hands will be held
The first autumn is one, the first autumn of separation
The cup of trouble is full, only whether their hands will be held
The first autumn is one, the first autumn of separation
Flocks of yellow leaves fly
Like pages of scorched letters
Abandoned by your city
The cup of trouble is full, only whether their hands will be held
The first autumn is one, the first autumn of separation
The cup of trouble is full, only whether their hands will be held
The first autumn is one, the first autumn of separation
I wander around the rooms empty
Where did your voice live recently
Where he spoke to me about the main
And now it was as if the house has frozen
The cup of trouble is full, only whether their hands will be held
The first autumn is one, the first autumn of separation
The cup of trouble is full, only whether their hands will be held
The first autumn is one, the first autumn of separation
And involuntarily the whole world fell silent
The world kept by me and you
A world lit by our love
God lit for two
The cup of trouble is full, only whether their hands will be held
The first autumn is one, the first autumn of separation
The cup of trouble is full, only whether their hands will be held
The first autumn is one, the first autumn of separation