Going ferries and barges , smoking , from the upper reaches of the river.
In the white sky rays played in May spring.
I stood alone on the pier eternal taiga
Departing from a long winter , white sleep.
Neither house nor home , nor children nor lashes , no love
Leaked through his fingers - time drop - year
Fortune smiled , and life on the other side .
Do not swim in the wide river to me they never .
In the gloomy meditations I stood nervously smoked.
Touched someone gentle hand on my shoulder .
Many years in the camps , I have not seen such beauty ,
On a frozen heart for years suddenly became hot.
Do not say, do not go , do not ask, do not run, do not walk away,
In a white kerchief smile came to the heart .
Gave the address and told me : & quot; C will write ! & Quot;
Gentle hand brushed away a tear and left.
Bites me for the ill fate of the wicked .
On my happiness gives me just see .
The will of my love has come to accompany ,
Staying in captivity with the hope of meeting sit .
Do not fall, do not go , do not forget , do not write can not,
Get from it in an envelope on the letter answer.
Such are the vagaries of my arestanskoy fate.
Not at home in the wild , and therefore there is no address .
The ferry departed , howling farewell whistle .
I gripped the butt dogorevshy fate in his fist.
So wanted to run down the path behind it,
For love in the camp white breech scarf .
Do not want to forget or to request or forgive , do not write
Meet her never, ever be able to .
Carried away on the other bank of the ferryman me
Leaving love on someone else to me now shore.
