Текст песни Мила Третьяк и группа Ш.А.Л.А - А там весна

And I no longer believe in oaths
The doors are slammed behind me
Freedom was changed so simply
On the birds of the dying island
Today I can not sleep
I will remember my favorite faces
Now I will not see soon
My childhood city

And there spring
The lilac blooms, like a stunned
There are limes groaning under the window
There waiting for me
I'm waiting there for birches white
There is waiting for me by the river my father's house

And the sky is above us
And the wolves of others are howling here.
Night can not keep warm
My brutal heart
But still there was hope
God only ask a little
Back, even not soon
In my childhood city

And there spring
The lilac blooms, like a stunned
There are limes groaning under the window
There waiting for me
I'm waiting there for birches white
There is waiting for me by the river my father's house

And I no longer believe in oaths
I have lattice and doors behind me
But often I dream at night
I'm flying home with a white bird

And there spring
The lilac blooms, like a stunned
There are limes groaning under the window
There waiting for me
I'm waiting there for birches white
There is waiting for me by the river my father's house