Where the maple stands

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ВИА Синяя Птица, - "там где клён шумит."

Where the maple tree
Stands by river's waves
Where some salix leaves
Gently touch your face

Our meeting was tender like a dream.
But you left me then,
And my soul screams

   And just like a dream
   And just like a dream
   And just like a dream
   Our love passed by.

Maple lost it's leaves
And it's dark around
Just one trace of love
Can be hardly found.

And our meeting place
has been grown by grass.
But I still believe
that we'll find that path.

Yes, I still believe
Yes, I still believe
Yes, I still believe
Love will find a path

I will pick some leaves,
They are, to be true
Will remind the day
Which I've spent with you!
And the day you come
By the river sand
I will stop by you,
Oh my darling friend.
      I will stop by you,
      I will stop by you,
      I will stop by you,
      Oh my darling friend.

Where the maple tree
Stands by river's waves
Where some salix leaves
Gently touch your face

we will meet again under sunny gleam
And we'll never part and fulfill a dream

We will never part
We will never part
We will never part
We'll go by a dream!