Parting

Владимир Забелин
Good-bye, my good old home, good-bye, my good old garden,
You both were my best friends when I was kid.
I won't forget you, I will keep you in my heart and
You'll always be the star, my star to lead.
Good-bye, my good old yard, the stables and the horses,
The lark that's flying in the morning sky.
I'm leaving you for good, and I am sad because it's
The very last time I see you. Good-bye!
Good-bye, my happy days, good-bye, my fields of no end,
Where time ago I used to play and run.
My memory will live; the time will ne'er destroy it.
Good-bye, my good old world where I was young!