Текст песни Визбор - Перевал

It is visible there is nothing to hide to us more,
All of us will remember at the Last Judgment.
This night lay like that pass,
For which fulfillment of hopes.
It is seen lived - lived in vain,
But that's not the point, you understand, salt.
You see, the rains of October are falling.
You see, the old house stands among the forests.

We will flood the house in the house, bake in the house,
We'll get the guitar from the wall.
All that was, we will not take care,
After all, we have all the bridges burned.
All bridges, all crossroads,
All the whispered oaths in the night.
Everyone betrayed everything he could, everything he could,
We're a little silent about that.

And the servant will enter with a swollen candle,
There will be a shutter in the wind, in the wind.
Oh, how I love you ardently,
These years will not be erased, not erased.
We will gather all our friends,
We will stuff potatoes with an old backpack,
People will say: "What kind of noise, what a thunder?"
And we'll answer: "Just like that, just like that ... & quot;

We simply do not have any more to lose,
All of us will remember at the Last Judgment.
This night lay like that pass,
For which fulfillment of hopes.
It can be seen, lived - lived in vain,
But that's not the point, you understand, salt.
You see, the rains of October are falling,
You see, the old house stands among the forests.