# Years of my life - my real treasure

Виталий Юрьевич Павлов

К моему 70-летию, впервые в жизни, у меня неожиданно сам собой сложился перевод на английский язык известной песни "Мои года - моё богатство". Выношу на суд почтенной публики. Прошу не судить строго - всё-таки первый блин...

In spite my head"s completely gray

I"m not afraid of winter weather.

My age is not just sadness play,

Years of my life are real treasure.

Let be my head completely gray,

My age is not a sadness play,

Years of my life - my real treasure.


I"ve been in hurry all the days,

I had no time for rest and leisure,

I saved no money, no estates

Years of my life my only treasure.

I"ve been in hurry nights and days,

I saved no money, no estates,

Years of my life - my real treasure.


I thank in whisper each my day

They gave me pain they gave me pleasure

But I will never give away

Days of my life - my real treasure.

I thank in whisper each my day

And I will never give away

Days of my life - my real treasure.


But when my lite fades to an end

And I live my years to final measure

My son will take and keep in hand

Years of my life like real treasure.

Some time I know for sure that

My son will take and keep in hand

Years of my life - his real treasure.