Текст песни Алла Баянова - Всё, что было

All that has gone before

All the same year pass in turn
And the life becomes shorter than life
Is it not time for us with a tormented soul
For a minute to forget and rest?

Chorus:
All that was, all that's sweet
Everything was gone a long time ago
Lazy caressed lips
And the soul was good
Everything that smoldered, burned
All was long ago decayed
Only you, my guitar,
The former ringing is good.

You reminded me today of a distant,
A forgotten, experienced half-sleep
Dear friend, neither by conversation, nor by a hint
Do not look for the former image in me.

Chorus.