Букет сирени( анг.яз)

**[Intro]** **[Verse 1]** Let’s break some lilac branches At night, in the garden near our home, Where very old maples stand, Their leaves just born, so fresh and new. There, pipes sing softly, calm and low, And the lilac scent is hazy, soft and slow. The moon floats high above the land, Thoughtful, painted in a gentle blue. **[Music loss]** **[Verse 2]** The bird‑cherry branches sway and stir, The poplar leaves whisper, barely heard. From rustling sounds, a scent, a trace, An ancient song begins to lace. **[Music loss]** **[Bridge]** This song’s melody is old as time, Its verses made of ellipses, rhymes sublime. Come on, let’s break some lilac sprigs, To this night’s tune, where magic lingers. (A‑a‑aaaaaaaa) To this night’s tune, where magic lingers. **[Outro]** Hold me close, wrap me in your arms, Enfold me in the lilac’s charms. The candles in the sky will fade away, We’ll meet again, that summer day…