Love, love

Sings a stream to me here on coast,
About distant meetings on my century,
When with you we walked together,
And you to me sang a song about all.
When with you we walked together,
And you to me sang a song about all.


In a favorite grove the foliage rustles,
The rumor sings about us human there,
And to us with you it is cheerful together
And we with you about all shall sing.
And to us with you it is cheerful together
And we with you about all shall sing.

Let's sing about darlings to heart to us places
And a headlight in favorites those bushes,
Only they there store a secret
And in the world it was not better, and is not present
Only they there store a secret
And in the world it was not better, and is not present


Those feelings, that there we have saved up.
They shone to us everywhere in the distance,
And as though it was not heavy at times,
You on the sly our song sings.
And as though it was not heavy at times,
You on the sly our song sings.


About those native lovely places,
Where so lilacs two bushes blossom,
And where the river a bird cherry blossoms
And where the pine on that mountain grows …
And where the river a bird cherry blossoms
And where the pine on that mountain grows …


Sings a stream to me here on coast,
About distant meetings on my century,
When with you we walked together,
And you to me sang a song about all.
When with you we walked together,
And you to me sang a song about all.