(Isaac Schwartz - Bulat Okudzhava) A hot fire blazes in the fireplace, My shadow, the shadow on the cold wall... "My life is connected with you from now on!" Autumn rain! Cry for me! Autumn rain, cry for me... No matter how much I roam the world, Shadow, my shadow on the cold wall, I don't have peace of mind without you, I don't! Autumn rain, cry for me! Autumn rain, cry for me... We are all in the hands of an unreliable fortune, My shadow, the shadow on the cold wall... there is no lute anymore - but its strings sound!.. Autumn rain, cry for me! Autumn rain, cry for me... Life is precious - but it's not easy to survive! The shadow, my shadow on the cold wall... the path from spring to the churchyard is short. Autumn rain... Cry for me... autumn rain... Cry for me...
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Слышал пару раз эту песню, но Камбурову слушал ещё в советские годы!
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Wow.....!
Beautiful lyrics, wish there were an English translation 😊
(Isaac Schwartz - Bulat Okudzhava)
A hot fire blazes in the fireplace,
My shadow, the shadow on the cold wall...
"My life is connected with you from now on!"
Autumn rain! Cry for me!
Autumn rain, cry for me...
No matter how much I roam the world,
Shadow, my shadow on the cold wall,
I don't have peace of mind without you, I don't!
Autumn rain, cry for me!
Autumn rain, cry for me...
We are all in the hands of an unreliable fortune,
My shadow, the shadow on the cold wall...
there is no lute anymore - but its strings sound!..
Autumn rain, cry for me!
Autumn rain, cry for me...
Life is precious - but it's not easy to survive!
The shadow, my shadow on the cold wall...
the path from spring to the churchyard is short.
Autumn rain... Cry for me...
autumn rain... Cry for me...