Lyrics Юлия Терехова - Там, за воротами

There, outside the gate
(muses and words - Victor Shvedov)

There, outside the gate
The Sun is rising,
The wind bends foliage
The bird sings a song -
The song of May.

There, outside the gate
Blooms again
Breadth of golden wheat,
Life calls for itself somewhere -
To a land where a dream can come true ...

There, outside the gate
The night is coming
Windows play with lights
Someone is waiting for someone until midnight,
Time lapse forgetting.

There outside the gate
The world is so wide
Each of us knows this.
There are many beautiful roads in the world -
Each chooses his own.