Жёлтые розы [zheltye rozy] [English translation]

Again, this merry month of May

comes to a sleepy world.

I again, remembering all the things

that did not happen,

I'll go to this spring garden,

like [so] many years ago,

I pick [from the garden] this bouquet of yellow roses.

I'll go to this spring garden,

like [so] many years ago,

I pick [from the garden] this bouquet of yellow roses

These yellow roses

In the tender light of sunset

As tears of farewell, as tears of farewell

Perhaps we met late then?

[Our] memory has remained

Yellow roses.

And in that distant day

the earth blossomed around [us] just like [now].

I saw you off,

I cannot hold back my tears.

You took away with you

my greetings of goodbye:

A large bouquet of yellow roses.

You took away with you

my greetings of goodbye:

A large bouquet of yellow roses.

These yellow roses

In the tender light of sunset

As tears of farewell, as tears of farewell

Perhaps we met late then?

[Our] memory has remained

Yellow roses.

These yellow roses

In the tender light of sunset

As tears of farewell, as tears of farewell

Perhaps we met late then?

[Our] memory has remained

Yellow roses.

[Our] memory has remained

Yellow roses...

• Artist:Vadim Kazachenko
• Album:Прощай навеки