Там где юность пропахла весною, Где роняла черёмуха...

Where youth has smelled in the spring,
 Where the cherry has dropped the color
 Drunk on flower dew,
 In the scarlet dawn pearl dawn.
 Behind a cherry garden gate,
 Where is the grass in emerald silk,
 Under the rains of nighttime starfalls,
 I dropped the word confession.
 
 And the honeyed night ... so dark
She hid secret meetings,
 Manila affectionate mouth cherry,
 Captivated by the tenderness of the bends of the shoulders.
 Love coveted, strewn with stars
 Stealing from the backwater of color sleep,
 All kissed by late nights
 From the dreams came my spring.
 
 Let long aged autumn
 Silver signed on fate.
 Only memory increasingly takes away
 In happiness, what you gave me.
 The springs are much shorter,
 And not everything in my life has come true,
 Do not forget me honey nights
 Those that youth had to drink.
 
 And the honeyed night ... so dark
 The moon hangs like a locket
 Manila affectionate mouth cherry,
 I was unconscious in love with you.
 Love in oblivion strewed with stars
 Hiding in pearls of colored sleep,
 All kissed by late nights
 From the dreams came my spring.
 
verses Svetlana Romashina,
Music Alexander Levashov
performance Sasha Tverje