Белой акации гроздья душистые [Beloy akatsii grozd’ya dushistye] [English translation]

Entire night nightingale had trilled for us

Silent was town and the buildings stood still

White acacia blooms intoxicating fragrance

All through the night drove us wild with the thrill

White acacia blooms intoxicating fragrance

All through the night drove us wild with the thrill.

Garden was washed by the springtime showers,

Water had filled every darkened ravine.

God, how innocent we then appeared,

How so young we were at that time!

Years rushed by quickly, silvered our coloring,

Leaves torn away from acacia's empty branch.

Only the winter and white blizzards, perhaps,

Of white acacia blossoms again reminding us.

In this hour when the wind rages furiously,

When through the windows nothing is seen,

White acacia blooms intoxicating fragrance

Even for instant, remind me, please.

• Artist:Soviet Movie Songs
• Album:Дни Турбиных OST (1976)