Compositor: David Tukhmanov
U kazhdogo iz nas na svete yestʹ mesta
Kuda prikhodim my na mig uyedinitʹsya
Gde pamyatʹ, kak stroka pochtovogo lista
Nam serdtse istselit, kogda ono tomit·sya
Chistye prudy, zastenchivyye ivy
Kak devchonki, smolkli u vody
Chistye prudy, vekov zeleny son
Moy dalʹniy bereg det·stva
Gde zvuchit akkordeon
I ya speshu tuda, tam lʹyet·sya dobryy svet
I lodki na vode, kak solnechnyye pyatna
Ot·syuda my s toboy ushli v kruzhenʹye let
I vot ya snova zdesʹ, i ty prideshʹ obratno
Chistye prudy, zastenchivye ivy
Kak devchonki, smolkli u vody
Chistye prudy, vekov zeleny son
Moy dalʹniy bereg det·stva
Gde zvuchit akkordeon
Odnazhdy ty proydeshʹ bulʹvarnoye kolʹtso
I v pamyati tvoyey my vstretimsya, naverno
I vody otrazyat znakomoye litso
I serdtse istselyat, i uspokoyat nervy
Chistye prudy, zastenchivye ivy
Kak devchonki, smolkli u vody
Chistye prudy, vekov zeleny son
Moy dalʹniy bereg det·stva
Gde zvuchit akkordeon
U kazhdogo iz nas na svete yestʹ mesta
Chto nam za dalʹyu let i blizhe, i dorozhe
Tam dyshit·sya legko, tam mira chistota
Nas delayut na mig schastlivey i molozhe
Chistyye prudy, zastenchivye ivy
Kak devchonki, smolkli u vody
Chistye prudy, vekov zeleny son
Moy dalʹniy bereg det·stva
Gde zvuchit akkordeon