Music by Vladimir Ragimov
Lyrics by Rasul Gamzatov
To be alone is all I ask.
I wish to quit the weary road
And, like a cloak, upon the grass
My thoughts and precious dreams unfold.
Come, people, carry me along
With you! I did not realise
How wretched I would be alone
With all the dreams and thoughts I prize.
© 1977 Vladimir Ragimov/VRAG Records