Текст песни Муслим Магомаев - Позднее счастье

(Yu.Yakushev -A.Dmohovsky)

Maybe later, heart burn in the chest,
Gone are the spring, the summer is almost over.
Let early evening
Lay at the gray forehead,
New meetings, new meetings
It gives us the fate.

Even in the autumn to spring,
If the heart is transparent to the bottom.

Living forever, a thousand thousand days
New meetings still much more tender,
Once again we are at the mercy of a little belated spring
Later happiness - become a reality magic dreams.

Suddenly, spring comes,
If the heart is transparent to the bottom.

Morning and evening are connected again,
Late meeting - it is the last in the life of love.