Текст песни Николай Якимчук - ИВАН БУНИН - ПЕРВАЯ ЛЮБОВЬ

I fell asleep in a thunderstorm, amid the storm,
Hopeless grief is exhausted ...
I woke up with a smile of happiness ...
Oh, how I was angry and insane!

The clouds are running - and it's getting warmer,
All the azure day is shining.
On wet, cast sand in the alley
The birch-trees shake with a trembling shadow.

A light, clean wind blows from the field,
The heart beats the happiness of young forces ...
Oh, dreams! Oh, young will!
How little did I appreciate you before!