Текст песни Берегов Алексей - Визбор - Шхельда

Shkhelda
The summer was over hot,
Shchelda white-white.
Autumn, raining shy,
She came to visit me.
Again mist, I see,
They were hanging from the steep mountains ...
Autumn is a redhead,
Clear, like you.

That you look so intently -
I really do not understand.
I, like a winter pier,
To be alone,
Quiet dawns to celebrate,
Silently sad in the dark ...
Our roads are different,
And there are no crossroads.

You're a very clever woman, -
Wipe your face with a tear.
The mountains are powdered with snow,
So we are sitting downstairs.
Again the rains are dreary,
And at the top sweeps ...
Songs like versts, long
The guy singing alone.

1960
Caucasus