Текст песни Владимир Лешмер - Вернуться в прошлое

But how do you sometimes want to return to the past
In the days that we thought then
What awaits us ahead of cloudless good
Endlessly happy years

That everything will come and all dreams, of course, will come true
That all achievements will be on our shoulder
That I myself once from our mortal street
In the land, wonderful as a bird, I will fly away

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And flew away ... decades have passed since then
Have passed streets, areas, cities
But the days of the past are withered inflorescences
In a sleepy heart, sometimes come to life

And in these rare moments of awakening
We surrender to forgotten voices
And we are attracted by irresistible obsession
To long-abandoned distant addresses

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It attracts hardly ... but worsens every year
And pushing the chest harder
And like a string of sudden pain breaks
Dilemmas of this unconscious essence

And, having swept away what was dusted with life
And, having scattered, what has healed over the years
We suddenly go headlong to the roots of the past
To places where a carefree childhood has passed

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But so many years ... and now, I stand as an uninvited guest
Away from the once birthplace of the yard
Everything is as always ... But there is no warped swing
And the sandbox has a different kid

And at the entrance of the youth does not sprinkle seeds
Yes, and in the window familiar unfamiliar grandfather
And pensioners do not sit on the bench
Yes, and for a long time there are no benches

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Another life, and no higher power
Unable to return everything that has sunk into the summer
But suddenly, through the hubbub and courtyard noise, I heard
How someone whispered my name quietly

But who could? I hit the crown of my head
Those were the walls that with the guards article
After a year, everyone also remembered by name
All those who lived in them. All and the dead and the living

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They are also cherishing memories
All our secrets, our faces, voices
All our mistakes, hopes and recognition
And they are waiting for us again, spreading wings of heaven

They are waiting for us to return, like a ship, to a familiar marina
To the roots of the past, to the fatherly shelter
To whisper to us again carefully and sincerely
What is still here and they remember us and are waiting

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Well, how do you want sometimes back to the past
How far the distant dim light pulls us
In us awakens all good, good
What will warm us will be many days and years

And we will again and again with our souls return to the past ...