Текст песни Александр Мирзаян - Воспоминание о 60-х

Again the word away from the line ,
When I hear - here your steps
Sound , never knowing the obstacles ,
For many years the forward or backward
And so easy to take away for a ...
I parted twilight blue:
That old house. That old moon .
Here is a room in which three windows .

All the same shade hiding from curtains,
And echo repeats still
All that I changed the sounds .
And mirrors tightened failure
Through this double folded dust
Do not return the abandoned profit .
Only at the top, all the windows had opened,
Singing piano and Cherbourg motia ...

Again, your counterpart
step over the ditch
Through the thickness of the books ,
Through the silence of words
And say : & quot; My Pere ,
Holding on to your list -
Not tricked up,
Do not repeat the down ... & quot;

But do not open the scar
And do not let the news -
Do not put there,
In order not to take here.
And for you - swimming ,
But if it swim -
Stepping reality :
Do not hold the thread.

And all along ... to know
By pressing his lips a moment .
The river flows backwards,
Extinguishing the lights , screaming,
Your hand flapping ,
And our blind sin
And my - always - fear,
And your - then - laughing ...

1982