Текст песни Гера Грач - Нет, я молодой

I ask myself - why does gray hair?
Year after year of a ligament tore - my voice became firm
I'm surprised myself - maybe it's old age?
The breath of the wind suddenly crept up to me
Nobody knows how many years left
I still would not want to fool around - I would still be a little
But apparently not to face such behavior
I see around me a mockery and contempt
Chorus:
No - I'm young!
It's just that - the gray snow fell on your shoulders!
No - I'm not different!
I'm all this - a young soul - as before!
No - I'm young!
It's just that - the gray snow fell on your shoulders!
No - I'm not different!
I'm all this - a young soul - as before!
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At night, as a child, I still fly
And I see colored dreams and in the clouds
It's time for me to stop being so vulnerable
And do not know in the morning delirious nightingale
As with a naive boy, live with me
From half a dozen, yes, in Hell, he throws madly
Time fast river - picking up, flowing
I was carried away with me, by years - by the moment
Chorus:
No - I'm young!
It's just that - the gray snow fell on your shoulders!
No - I'm not different!
I'm all this - a young soul - as before!
No - I'm young!
It's just that - the gray snow fell on your shoulders!
No - I'm not different!
I'm all this - a young soul - as before!
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I ask myself - why does gray hair?
Year after year of a ligament tore - my voice became firm
I'm surprised myself - maybe it's old age?
The breath of the wind suddenly crept up to me
Chorus:
No - I'm young!
It's just that - the gray snow fell on your shoulders!
No - I'm not different!
I'm all this - a young soul - as before!
Yes - I'm young!