МИЛАЯ МОЯ Юрий Визбор. Vizbor

With gratitude to eddieedgar for his invaluable help All our meetings are paired with ensuing goodbyes. Quiet and sad is the rill by a lone amber pine, Diffident powder s enshrouding the coalss of the fire Everythings over, the time for departure is nigh. Hearts desire mine, Sunlight of the forest, Whereabouts next time Will I run across you Tents folded up their wings their flight is complete. Seeker of partings, a plane has already spread wings. Slowly the gangplank is backing away, off the ship. Looks like a fissure is gaping between us, indeed. Hearts desire mine, Sunlight of the forest, Whereabouts next time Will I run across you Don t solace me spare your words and stop wasting your time. If I located that rill by a lone amber pine, If all a sudden a fire should light through the mist, Fancy, if, close to the fire, be waiting for me Hearts desire mine, Sunlight of the forest, Whereabouts next time Will I run across you