Lena Katina Lyrics

Nad vechernim Dunayem raznositsya. Belyy tsvet, Belyy tsvet, Belyy tsvet. I na pamyat' melodiya prositsya Proshlykh let, Proshlykh let, Proshlykh let. No rastayali ptich'imi stayami, Nashey pesni prosti ne slova. Ty ukhodish v ogon, Yugoslaviya, Bez menya, Bez menya, Bez menya. [Danube is spread over the evening. White, White, White. And the memory of the melody asks The past, The past, The past. But melted bird flocks, Our songs are not the words. You're going to the fire, Yugoslavia, Without me, Without me, Without me.] Za noch', Pod svintsovym. Gradom Za to Chto menya net ryadom. Ty prosti Sestra moya, Yugoslaviya. Za smert' Pod dozhdem vesennim Za to Chto ne stal spaseniyem. Ty prosti Sestra moya, Yugoslaviya. [During the night, Under the leaden. Hail For the The fact the I'm not around. Forgive me My sister, Yugoslavia. For the Death of the rain For the Spring that did not escape. Forgive me My sister, ...