Текст песни Крестовый Туз - Журавли

I remember that we were eighteen years old,
How beautiful life is at eighteen ...
When we ran to the lake to swim,
When we met the dawn in the stack ...
Like blue in the sky, like blue eyes
We looked at the cranes and dreamed ...
But cranes cannot be returned
Dreams, dreams ... only dreams remained ...

Chorus:
Give youth a return ticket, -
I paid in full for the road! ..
And in response to me: - "There are no tickets,
And what is alive - say thanks to God! "
And the cranes grumble and sing
They pour tears about the youth of our ...

How my crazy life got lost
How the hell led me to ...
What will happen tomorrow - I don’t know myself
Step left and right - gone forever ...
So little heat, the sun rarely shines
And in the blue sky cranes are flying ...
Probably, children are looking at them somewhere,
And they want to fly away with them ...

Chorus.

I hear a flock of cries
And the triangle of migratory birds
Like that freedom further and higher
And tears are tearing from dried eyelashes.
Why words, why empty vows? ..
Anyway, what does the cranes have to do with it ...
But just something that - I don’t understand
Those white birds on the wings carried away ...

Chorus.