Текст песни Елена Камбурова - Девятнадцатое октября

On the threshold of our days
Inevitably we meet
Get to know and hug
Our true friends.
Hello, time for proud plans,
Ardent vows and long meetings!
Holy flame of friendship
Yes, not just save ...

All would live, as in the days of old,
Everything would live - easy and bold.
Do not calculate limit
For fearlessness and love.
And, like lyceum students,
Gather at the fire
In October, a purplinet
Nineteenth day.

How dreamed of these days!
All are embraced by new knowledge,
Everyone is ready for the test -
Yes, and will they?
What to make up? No need:
Maybe they will, maybe not.
But once upon a time with our friendship
The chief will be asked the answer.

And fate will take
In yamshchitski famously whistles,
Everything will be calculated in its own way,
Do not know in advance.
Crazy snowstorm breaks out
Will want a gray gloom
And - you want to save a friend,
Yes, you can’t imagine - how ...

On the roads of our day
At the crossroads of dormitories
You are our friend, you are our teacher
Glorious Pushkin Lyceum!
Under your immortal canopy
Learn to completely
Reckless fun
Selfless trust
Freethinking depth! ..

1973