Somewhere far away

[necturus]

This song exactly reflects my mood tonight.

Rough translation:

"I ask, if only for a little while,
My sadness, leave me,
As a cloud, a blue-gray cloud,
Fly off to your own home,
From here to your own home.

My shore, show yourself in the distance,
As a little brim, a thin line,
My shore, sweet shore,
Oh! to float back to you, my homeland,
To float back, if only some day.

Somewhere far away, somewhere far away
Rain is falling in the sunshine,
Right near a river, in a small garden,
Cherries have ripened, hanging down to the ground.
Somewhere far away in my memory
Right now, it is warm like in [my] childhood,
Though the memory be covered by so much snow.

You, thunderstorm, fill me with drink
To intoxication, but not to death;
Now again, as though for the last time
I am ever looking somewhere into the sky
As though seeking an answer...

I ask, if only for a little while,
My sadness, leave me,
As a cloud, a blue-gray cloud,
Fly off to your own home,
From here to your own home."

Music by M. Tariverdiev; words by R. Rozhdestvensky
From the TV miniseries "Seventeen Moments of Spring" (1973)