Аня Воробей — Филёвская сторона song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Филёвская сторона" by Аня Воробей.
Lyrics
Вот прижался к матери паренёк
Крики за бараками с утра —
Всё как будто детская игра.
Вот отец с вещами у окна
Ты прощай, филёвская сторона…
А парнишка с матерью стоят
И глазами мокрыми глядят.
Годы те шестидесятые
Буйным цветом отцвели
Отшумели, отгремели и ушли.
Вот таким запомнился батя им,
С доброю улыбкою, молодым,
А потом — этапы, лагеря
И осиротевшая семья.
А потом — дни долгие до письма,
И — то осень серая, то весна,
И сирень душистая в садах,
И тоска — у матери в глазах.
Lyrics translation
Here's the boy snuggled up to his mother
Screams outside the barracks in the morning —
It's like a child's game.
Here is my father with his things by the window
You farewell, Filevskaya side…
And the boy and his mother are standing
And they look at me with wet eyes.
The sixties
Wild color faded
They made a noise, thundered, and left.
That's how they remembered their father,
With a kind smile, young,
And then — stages, camps
And an orphaned family.
And then-long days before the letter,
And-that autumn is gray, then spring,
And sweet-smelling lilacs in the gardens,
And the longing in her mother's eyes.