Берёзы [Berezy] [Transliteration]

Otchego tak v Rossii beryozy shumyat?

Otchego belostvol'nye vsyo ponimayut?

U dorog prislonivshis' po vetru stoyat

I listvu tak pechal'no kidayut.

Ya poydu po doroge, prostoru ya rad,

Mozhet eto lish' vsyo, chto ya v zhizny uznayu.

Otchego tak pechal'nye list'ya letyat,

Pod rubakhyu dushu laskaya?

A na serdtse opyat' goryacho-goryacho

I opyat', i opyat' bez otveta.

A listochek s beryozki upal na plecho,

On kak ya, otorvalsya ot vetok.

Posidim na dorozhku, rodnaya, s toboy,

Ty poymi, ya vernus', ne pechal'sya, ne stoit.

I starukha makhnyot na proshchan'e rukoy,

I za mnoyu kalitku zakroet.

Otchego tak v Rossii beryozy shumyat?

Otchego horosho tak garmoshka igraet?

Pal'tsy vetrom po knopochkam vraz proletyat,

A poslednyaya, ekh, zapadaet...

A na serdtse opyat' goryacho-goryacho,

I opyat', i opyat' bez otveta.

A listochek s beryozki upal na plecho,

On kak ya, otorvalsya ot vetok.

A na serdtse opyat' goryacho-goryacho,

I opyat', i opyat' bez otveta.

A listochek s beryozki upal na plecho,

On kak ya, otorvalsya ot vetok.

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