The poet Bryansk biography


Bryansky committed suicide in the year, was buried in Moscow in the new Donskoy cemetery 1 study. This waltz, this waltz escorts us when the earth slowly melts behind the stern. He falls in the distance soon, but he leaves with us at sea. This waltz, this waltz, he meets us when we return home again, he is sweet to me, like spring, like a gaze of beloved eyes, like a Baltic sea, a surf.

And for tomorrow we will go to sea again, we will go far into the sea. If sometimes it is difficult to sing it, it is light and easy at once. This waltz, this waltz escorts us when the earth slowly melts behind the stern, it calms down soon, but it leaves with us at sea. This waltz, this waltz, he meets us when we return home again, he is sweet to me, like spring, like a gaze of beloved eyes, like a Baltic sea, a surf.

Chorus: Let the Neva bewitched with a snowstorm, let the summer garden breathes frost. You look in my eyes, and I'm warm, light, my Leningrad, my Leningrad. Let the Neva bewitched with a blizzard, let the summer garden breathe frost. You look into my eyes, and I'm warm, light, my Leningrad, my dear Leningrad. And Nevsky Prospect, and Aurora, and Smolny, here you hear the voice of the story involuntarily.

My wonderful city, you are bright and young, and you are dear to humanity not in vain - here our happiness was born a dawn. You look in my eyes, and I am warm, light, my Leningrad, my favorite Leningrad. Clouds, Bolshaki, yes rifles, yes, the fields just look behind the threshold - there are thousands of roads in life, but I managed to find my own the sun, and a fresh wind is in the cab, and you are going well, if you go on a long flight for many days!

It’s good if you finish with your car! And in winter, and in the spring, and in the blizzard, and in a fierce heat, I am familiar with her lifting, descents, fords, there are steep turns, but I drive the ways and I love how to look at how good the native land is! I love, I love scope and mischievous wind. And you will understand that any rise always remains somewhere behind.

Well, life, she also looks like a steep rise! And ahead of her, a crazy blizzard could sing her ways, silence sings today. That night I remembered you again. I remembered everything that there was no name. As if in a fairy tale I see old years again, and I remember everything beloved from childhood. I am alone here, they ate gray -haired, all around the fluffy snow and cryptic ice.

And a slight whistle of snowstorms is barely heard, and snowflakes are a fabulous flight. I do not forget these forever these: I am silently in the night forest. And this night, both the forest, and the snow wind sing me a song about my love. And if you came to us on a student noisy ball, then dance with us! The waves of the waltz carry us, and the soul is light. Explosions of laughter and hands are warm, and the eye of fun flame.

It is joyful to live if you circle and circle in a waltz. It’s joyful to live if you love and make friends tightly. We are students, there are people in the world! Restless and mischievous, and cheerful people! We are students! And if you came to us on a student noisy ball, then dream with us.

The poet Bryansk biography

We are students, in the life of easy ways we do not expect. And we are already passing our exam. We will create everything in the world that we want! We will tame the winters of the winters and fly to Mars. There are such people in the world, and a scientist, and labor, and a cheerful people! Chorus: How would I fall in love so as not to make a mistake, so as not to regret it anywhere and never?

In order not to get down from the way, how would I fall in love, so that once and for all? Chorus: How would I fall in love so as not to make a mistake? So as not to regret it anywhere and never! So as not to go astray, how would I fall in love? What would once and for all! Then, you look, married for twenty years, but on the holiday there is no way to hide that girl that is forever, in an adult woman sparkles.

Ah-loli, you are no worse, ah-lullah, we are circulating over the planet, ah-lully, a new dance needs a dance so that the best people know the whole earth to dance with us a dance "ay-love"! Ah-lullah, easier than all the concerns of ah-loli, more fun, the work of ah-lullah, and you can easily want to meet friends, with those that are in the distance, so dance with all of us the dance "ahi-yellow!