Текст песни Вадим Егоров - Вальс на Чистых прудах

Tenderly melting the years,
only one summary:
day without you, a century without you -
It is the same.
 
Easy my cross, my bitter friend,
this is not a secret for us:
each of our separation -
as if the outcome was lethal.
 
How will you enter tomorrow?
together with me, whether one -
Clean ponds net shadow
nimbus hovers above us.
 
Stars fly with God's shoulder straps,
the wind of its doldonitis,
coat of your red head
licks my hands.
 
The day will fly by, the night will fly by ...
God's hand led,
maybe we are sheltered again
the roof of someone else's house.
 
You will drop from the soul of life a yoke,
you smoke a hundred cigarettes,
but they will never understand us
those who are not in our shoes.