Аннотация: I was going to present this translation to readers of the server Zagranitsa. But I made a mistake during the registration, and failed to fix it. So I leave the song here.
LONESOME ACCORDION Boris Mokrousov and Mikhail Isakovski
Everything fell asleep until dawn,
No door creak, and all lights have gone.
One can hear on a street somewhere near
Lonely wanders the accordion.
It would go to the park through the gate,
Then it seems like it's turning around,
Who you're looking for, so late?
Looking desperately, yet cannot find?
The night coolness is blowing slightly,
Blossom flies down from apple trees' lists.
Does your heart tell you who you need nightly?
Tell me, lonesome accordionist.
It might be that your joy's not far... Only
She's not knowing who wants her to keep,
Why then wandering all night lonely?
Why disturbing the other girls' sleep?