Unsent letter. Soviet hit of 60th

On my desk lies for so long
Under the books, one envelope.
And maybe not for the first year
Someone in one of the quiet alleys
Is waiting for it with hope.
And maybe not for the first year
Someone in one of the quiet alleys
Is waiting for it with hope.

Who would have taken the envelope?
And drop it to a postal box.
And maybe shortly in response
Upon the third day or the fourth
the mailman would have your letter brought.
And maybe shortly in response
Upon the third day or the fourth
the mailman would have your letter brought.

Rain falls, or snow is swept away,
You are so close and so far, stay.
And maybe it's not meant to be.
For you to know what was in me
To you such a long time ago.
And maybe it's not meant to be.
For you to know what was in me
To you such a long time ago.

Only you alone in my destiny,
So why, do I keep sending thee?
A letter for not the first year?
You may be won’t believe it ever, -
It's all because I love you still!
A letter for not the first year?
You may be won't believe it ever, -
It's all because I love you still!
It's all because I love you!
It's all because I love you!