White Acacias Fragrant Bunches Poem by Yuri Starostin

White Acacias fragrant bunches
(w. A. Pugacheva)

The white acacias fragrant bunches
Is again aroma full,
Newly the nightingale song pour
In a quiet glow of the wonderful moon!

Either you remember the summer, when we listen
Under the white acacia the nightingale song? ..
Softly she whisper to me is wonderful, bright:
'Honey, believe me! ., forever yours'.

The years gone long ago, a passions cool out,
The life youth gone,
The acacia gentle smell,
Believe, I do not forget forever now