Текст песни Парадуш - Замелькали

Because it is eternal and evil
A circle of worries, where affairs are immense,
Every year the summer is shorter
And increasingly ...

I do not want to rush to hurry,
But, pausing a little until then,
The years went by like ...

Earlier, I remember, lasted and stretched
And seemed eternal every year,
And now they woke up, woke up
and...

And the memory can not return
In the gardens of childhood, youth yards.
The years passed, like spokes ...

Zamelkali years, like spokes
In the wheel that rolls from the mountain.
Cranes raced off and tits,
That they pecked my gifts.
And the memory can not return
In the gardens of childhood, youth yards.
The years passed, as if ...
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I no longer complain about it.
Flashed like colored dreams,
New Year and Mid-Summer,
And as if ...
Cranes raced off and tits,
That pecking at my gifts.
Zamelkali years, like spokes
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Zamelkali, like spokes ...
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Zamelkali years of spokes ...
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Zamelkali, like spokes ...
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The years passed, like spokes ...