Текст песни Булат Окуджава - Ах, пани-панове

Ah, the panel, the panorama
From Agnieszka Ossetskoy

The fires go out, the fires go out, the potatoes are asleep in the ashes.
There will be a long night on the cold ground.
And the cold morning will work,
and here no one will return ...

Without foliage and heat like nature is pathetic.
Thickened the crowd at the beer stall.
The saleswoman looks lonely,
and unfinished black beer ...

Chorus:
Ah, a panel, a panorama,
but there is no heat for a penny.
What was, then sailed,
You can not bring it back.

How do the trees lose their clothes,
as if there are no hopes for trees in the summer.
But I'm still very loved,
and love has not passed by ...

But looming already carnival end,
the autumn leaf flies, like the separation messenger.
And in nature everything is somehow alarming,
and my darling looks carefully ...

Chorus

"Good-bye, my dear," I will tell him,
- that's the end of the summer, all one to one.
I loved you too much,
because I forgot about the parting. -

Bitter words from him to hear I'm not afraid -
he was brought up for the most refined taste.
He will gently touch my cheeks,
but, of course, will not return ...

Chorus