Текст песни Татьяна Рузавина и Сергей Таюшев - А у нас во дворе...

Record from the anniversary evening of the poet Lion Oshanin. From the repertoire of Joseph Kobzon and Maya Kristalinskaya.

Songs from the cycle "And in our yard":

And in our yard ... (1962)
And again in the yard ...
I'll wait for you (and it's raining outside the window, then snow, 1962)
Three years later (here is this courtyard again)
Childhood left the distance (ambassadors. May Kristalinskaya)

And in our yard
There is a girl alone
Among the noisy girlfriends
It is inconspicuous
Nobody from the guys
It is inconspicuous.

I'm looking to her after
There is nothing in it,
And I'm looking for everything -
Eye do not assume.

There is a friend of me
I'm familiar with him since childhood,
But I'm silent about her
Even with the best friend.
For some reason silent
Even with the best friend.

I'm looking to her after
There is nothing in it,
And I'm looking for everything -
Eye do not assume.

I'm not afraid of guys
And no night, no day,
Neither steep fists
No water, nor fire,
And with it, as if suddenly
Replace me.

I'm looking to her after
There is nothing in it,
And I'm looking for everything -
Eye do not assume.

Here again in the evening
I stand at the gate,
She goes past a bun with a bun.
I stand and look,
And resentment takes.

I'm looking to her after
There is nothing in it,
And I'm looking for everything -
Eye do not assume.

Or in the morning knocking
Heels she,
About everything forget
I follow the window.
And I do not know why
I need it so much.

I'm looking to her after
There is nothing in it,
And I'm looking for everything -
Eye do not assume.
And I'm looking for everything -
Eye do not assume.
And I'm looking for everything -
Eye do not assume ...

And again in the yard

Music A. Ostrovsky
Words L. Oshanin

You do not be sad, maybe we will meet again -
I will not get away from you nowhere.
How much in the way I will run months,
And I will return at least a night here.

Chorus (2 times):

And again in the yard
We are a plate sings
And say goodbye to you
Everything does not give anything.

Do not take your hand, please ...
As if fate either for us -
Tomorrow forget me, I'm fine, -
And kiss for farewell at least once!

In shoes on cloves, in a thin sweater,
Stupid, all torment you one:
As if the girlfriends did not see you,
Yes, old men are knocking in Domino.

Lips do not hide and around do not see.
You really want, and I like
Remember the apartment one hundred twenty ninth,
Your light on the sixth floor.

You do not be sad, maybe we will meet again -
I will not get away from you nowhere.
How much in the way I will run months,
And I will return at least a night here.

We can not without songs. Cost. Yu. G. Ivanov. MUZ. Editor S. V. Pyankova. - Smolensk: Rusich, 2004

From the song cycle "And we have in the courtyard", which began with the songs of the same name, composed in 1962 and filled with Joseph Kobzon.

You looked at me
You were looking for me everywhere.
I happened, run,
From all your glances to keep.
And now you no,
You no for some reason.
I want you to
So as she looked at me.

Chorus:
And outside the window - then rain, then snow,
And it's time to sleep, and not to sleep.
All the same courtyard, all the same laughter ...
And only you lack a little bit.

I go without you
Alley familiar.
I hurry not with you,
Not with you, but with Nataska in movies.
And you send hello
Pacific windows
Yes old old men
that everything is also knocking in Domino.

Chorus.

In the courtyard of Dothemna
Twist the same record.
You said you will come
Although on the evening you will return here.
I can not something
The evening is small as the sand.
I'll wait for you,
Only you come forever.

Chorus.

Here is this courtyard again
My kind old house.
I sincere
Three years was not in it.
On a nice floor
Fire squares,
Now they are already
Do not burn for me.

Everything else suddenly
And the rain is different, and snow.
Other plates sound
Another laugh girl.
Knocks a long time ago
Other heels,
And only for domino
All the same old men.

Here is my lane,
But there is no response eye.
I returned home,
And you did not wait.
These goes
Your steps are eragg.
Where he now flashes
Your thin