A esli by on vernulsya opyat', Chto emu ya skazat' by mogla? Chto ya zhdala, ya khotela zhdat', Poka ne umerla. A esli b on zagovoril so mnoy, Ne uznav moego litsa? Vy stat' mogli by emu sestroy, On, naverno, stradaet sam. A esli on sprosit, gde vy, togda Kakie nuzhny slova? Otdayte moyo zolotoe kol'tso, I ne nuzhny nikakie slova. A esli by on sprosil, pochemu Vash dom opustel teper'? Pogasshiy ochag pokazhite emu, Otkrytuyu nastezh' dver'. Togda sprosit' by emu ostalos' O vashem poslednem dne. Skazhite, skazhite, chto ya ulybalas', Chtob ne plakal on obo mne. A esli by on vernulsya opyat', Chto b emu ya skazat' mogla? Chto ya zhdala, ya khotela zhdat', Poka ne umerla.