Текст песни Александр Гейнц и Сергей Данилов - МОЙ ДРУГ

My friend, everything comes with age,
Peace and reliability.
On the circle that we have accumulated:
The whisper of the taiga.

On a circle: the speeches of faithful friends
And the wrong shoulders.
My friend, the day has sunk into emptiness,
The evening is approaching.

Where the days roll by year ...
Wait, you're not coming back here.
Once.

What is - everything comes with the years,
Success and illness.
You are all waiting for glory,
So sometimes useless.
You are all in anticipation of happiness,
And happiness instantly.
For us this happiness - now
To speak frankly.

Where the days roll by year ...
Wait, you're not coming back here.
Once.

Believe me, everything comes with age.
Scheduled deadlines
Loss, long-awaited confessions,
Mostly cruel.
How is ice - understanding of destinies
Abandoned women
Will come. Everything comes with the years,
They are less and less ...

Where the days roll by year ...
Wait, you're not coming back here.
Once.

Alas, everything goes away with the years
In search of meaning.
And you, those who disagree with us,
You, friends, are optimists.
But when,
When down the taiga
The heat conductor will leave.
Catch up? All over the years it's possible,
Only years pass ...
That's the trouble!

Where the days roll by year ...
Wait, you're not coming back here ...
I'm glad - there's nowhere ...