Текст песни Серега - Корабли

Last name first name: Parkhomenko Sergey Vasilievich
Passport number: ХБ 1845519
Year of birth: 1976
Date of birth: 8 October
Citizenship: Republic of Belarus
Personal Number: 3081076 HA015PBO
the issuing authority of the passport: the Railway Department of the Interior of the City of Gomel
Gender: male
I am melancholic in my heart, I consider my mother a gift,
I dig in my memory, I flip through the calendar.
After myself, I will not leave a lot of photos,
And, maybe in vain, the events were heavy traffic.

Where did the day when I was 19
Where did you disappear to? And where have I been for 10 years?
I would have gone to prison, war and emigration
And not any facts to you, just speculation.

I remember that day when I am full of plans,
With one friend from the district, I walked along the highway.
Hold on to Europe, for two hundred bucks,
But we are both more evil and stronger than a hundred Basques.

Such as we are few today, we are made of steel,
Now we are in the top thirty, and what have we become?
My friend in the order, he is almost the King of Berlin
And I'm higher, no longer the mountain top.

Chorus:
Where does time go, who will tell me the points?
Where do the years go, where do the seconds go?
Where do ships leave the harbor?
Where do those who go to swim go?

Where does time go, who will tell me the points?
Where do the years go, where do the seconds go?
Where do ships leave the harbor?
Where do those who go to swim go?

Where do friends go? They leave early ...
Blood is not wine, so from what wounds again wander,
I clearly remember the day that Nathan was buried,
It's been 5 years already and on his grave of grass.

2002 - was just a crop for losses
Rest in peace with Benya, and if you can forgive,
On the day when, in your eyes, a shadow fell,
All were, only I did not get to you alone.

I remember the day when she left
And I curse that day when I found me.
It's time to say goodbye, both were in solidarity,
2002 December, leaf through the calendar, yo.

Since I left the city,
Where I just was not ...
I burned all the letters and photos and scattered the ashes.
It was hard for me, but I forgot her face,
2007 - I'm flipping the calendar, that's all.

Chorus:
Where does time go, who will tell me the points?
Where do the years go, where do the seconds go?
Where do ships leave the harbor?
Where do those who go to see them go?

Where does time go, who will tell me the points?
Where do the years go, where do the seconds go?
Where do ships leave the harbor?
Where do those who go to swim go?

I was not at home, probably already a year,
Hotel-station, station-hotel-airport.
I can not do otherwise, I can not do otherwise,
I know, at night my mother is crying, my mother is crying.

I leaf through the calendar of 80-th here on cp,
they are with my father and me and my brother,
All is well, even before the restructuring
USSR and sun-drenched new building.

She always wanted me to be great,
She is proud of me, I am her first son.
I became great, life was not bad,
It took only 30 years and passed the era.

Our photos are in the dust
And where are the boys now? Mom are your boys ...
I am writing this text, already over Arizona,
I see the masts of our ships on the horizon.
Taken from the GL5 website. EN
Chorus:
Where does time go, who will tell me the points?
Where do the years go, where do the seconds go?
Where do ships leave the harbor?
Where do those who go to see them go?

Where does time go, who will tell me the points?
Where do the years go, where do the seconds go?
Where do ships leave the harbor?
Where do those who go to see them go? swim swimming swim
Where where?
Where where?