Okutayet noch', rastvorit tishinoy
Razveyet po nebu vcherashniye mysli,
I padayut pocherkom, zhyoltoy strokoy
Nemye slova - proshlogodniye list'ya.
O tom, kak ustala gadat' chto so mnoy
Kogda ty mne shepchesh' lyublyu - zasypayu,
Kak strashno ot schast'ya byt' ryadom s toboy
U propasti raya.
No ty dyshish' v moyo okno
Smotrish' v moi glaza, a ya khochu skazat'.
Znay, kogda ty ot menya uydyosh'
Nastupit noch', prol'yotsya dozhd',
No odnazhdy bol'she ne usnyosh'
Ty vsyo poymyosh', kogda prochtyosh'.
Zakruzhit rasseyanniy veter pis'mo
Unosit slova moi vyshe i vyshe,
Odnazhdy v tvoyo postuchitsya okno
Ty srazu poymyosh' i ty srazu uslyshish'.
Lyubila, khotela, zhelala, mogla
Tvoi ozhidaniya raskrasila v vechnost',
Spasibo chto dal dva bespechnykh kryla
Uyti v beskonechnost'.
No ty dyshish' v moyo okno
Smotrish' v moi glaza, a ya khochu skazat'.
Znay, kogda ty ot menya uydyosh'
Nastupit noch', prol'yotsya dozhd',
No odnazhdy bol'she ne usnyosh'
Ty vsyo poymyosh', kogda prochtyosh'.