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.
