Текст песни Бумбокс - 11 клас

She wore flowers in her hair,
And with them he played and still the wind.
It seemed like long ago adults,
But they loved sincerely like children.
Open hearts, sincere eyes,
There are not many in the world.
Tears of happiness that night,
Promises to always love.
A house on the corner of two streets,
Ivy fence in autumn curled.
The rains seemed to fade,
It seemed to always be summer.
Only one phone call,
And they just want to
It was warm from abroad,
But, sure, to fly….

Don't promise forever, don't promise forever,
Where is yours, mine tomorrow?
In the temples the wind whistles.
Don't promise why, don't promise, don't.
Depends on the time coming,
But not always from you.

And suddenly everything changed around:
Problems, prices, dreams, hopes.
Have gone as children to school:
What was first was the last.
She is in the Warsaw Steel District,
He poured Moscow concrete.
But love in payphones
Doomed to long to live.
Where do the variegated roads lead?
Why did you get lost in the world?
Hundreds, thousands, millions of you
In Israel, Canada, Crete.
There are memories of how things were.
Hope is how things will be.
Our fate is rapidly flowing,
Because we are not titans - we are humans….

Don't promise forever, don't promise forever,
Where is yours, mine tomorrow?
In the temples the wind whistles.
Don't promise why, don't promise, don't.
Depends on the time coming,
But not always from you.

Don't promise to always love, don't promise forever,
Where is yours, mine tomorrow?
In the temples the wind whistles.
Don't promise why, don't promise, don't.
Depends on the time coming,
But not always from you.

Don't promise forever, don't promise forever,
Where is yours, mine tomorrow?
In the temples the wind whistles.
Don't promise why, don't promise, don't.
Depends on the time coming,
But not always from you.

She wore flowers in her hair,
And with them he played and still the wind.
It seemed like long ago adults,
But they loved sincerely like children.

TRANSLATION
She wore flowers in her hair
And he and them still played the wind
It seemed like long ago adults
But they were genuinely loved as children
Open hearts,
sincere eyes
There are not so many in the
world
The tears of happiness poured over the night
Promises to love forever.
The house is at the crossroads of two streets
Autumn ivy fence curled
The rains seemed to have recovered
It seemed to always be summer.
Just one phone call
And it is only necessary for them to want
The heat from overseas wore off
And it is necessary to fly.

Don't promise forever
Don't promise forever
Where is yours tomorrow?
The wind whistles in the temples.
Don't promise, why?
Don't promise, don't
Depends on the time coming
But not always from you.

And suddenly everything changed around
Problems, prices, dreams, hopes
They went away like children to school
What was the first was
the last.
She in the Warsaw bedrooms
districts
He poured concrete into Moscow
But love in payphones
Doomed to live long.
Where are the motley roads
Why you got lost in the world
Hundreds, thousands of you
millions
In Israel, Canada, in Crete.
There are memories of
how was everything
There is hope for how things will be
Our fate is rapidly flowing
Because we are not titans, we are humans

Don't promise forever
Don't promise forever
Where is yours tomorrow?
The wind whistles in the temples.
Don't promise, why?
Don't promise, don't
Depends on the time coming
But not always from you.

She wore flowers in her hair
And he and them still played the wind
It seemed like long ago adults
But they were genuinely loved as children