Я перевёл эту классическую песню с русского на английский. Наслаждайтесь) Автор оригинальной песни: Крылатов Е, Энтин Ю. Текст на английском: From the stellar future I have heard a low call From the morning's voice in silver dew, as well. As I hear it, the alluring road to choose now Makes my head spin like a children’s carousel. Dear stellar future, don’t cut My heart out. Please, don’t close shut. Please don’t be cruel. Don’t close shut. I beg, don’t be cruel. With this clean slate I’ll now strut Towards you, my future. In my gut, I think its right. Toward you I strut. I’m finally en route. From the stellar future I have heard a low call Calling me to wondrous lands which seem so far. I hear voices harshly asking if I know how I have earned tomorrow based on this day’s scars. Dear stellar future, don’t cut My heart out. Please, don’t close shut. Please don’t be cruel. Don’t close shut. I beg, don’t be cruel. With this clean slate I’ll now strut Towards you, my future. In my gut, I think its right. Toward you I strut. I’m finally en route. I swear I will purify myself, be better, and Never cast aside a friend when times are hard. The voice has called, and I’ll head for it, through strange lands On a road that has no footprints, signs, or guards. Dear stellar future, don’t cut My heart out. Please, don’t close shut. Please don’t be cruel. Don’t close shut. I beg, don’t be cruel. With this clean slate I’ll now strut Towards you, my future. In my gut, I think its right. Toward you I strut. I’m finally en route.
