Текст песни St1m - 2. Назад

Verse 1
Remember how we hung in the yard until morning
Someone with a trifle in his pocket, someone at all at zero,
Leaning for beer, chatting about everything
And they shouted to us from the windows that people were already sleeping
But we didn’t listen to them and continued to make noise,
Sharing ideas on how to get rich
Argued where to spend the first million
Dreamed and made plans forgetting about the dream.
We had nothing to do with the rest of the world
Each of us just did what he wanted,
Something about this was a brother, don’t say
Otherwise, why do you sometimes want to return those days.

Chorus:
Back in those days, this is your lucky ticket in the shade
Back in those days, you so dreamed of them, here they are,
Back in those days, this is your lucky ticket in the shade
Back in those days, you so dreamed of them, here they are,

Verse 2:
Remember how we roamed the area at night
And when asked when to wait for us home, we shrugged,
Forever drunk in the insole or so lightly
We laughed and fooled around
Away from the hustle and bustle of a big dream
We were free and young like you
In our life there was only music and friendship
And that’s all we needed then
From morning to evening, from evening to morning
Without worries about tomorrow, without thought about yesterday,
Something about this was a brother, don’t say
Otherwise, why do you sometimes want to return those days.

Chorus: 3 times
Back in those days, this is your lucky ticket in the shade
Back in those days, you so dreamed of them, here they are,
Back in those days, this is your lucky ticket in the shade
Back in those days, you so dreamed of them here they are
Back in those days, this is your lucky ticket in the shade
Back in those days, you so dreamed about them here they are.

Verse 3:
Remember our first concerts and recordings?
Not any anger, not any envy,
First fans, first take-offs
The first fees, the first bottles of Mayot,
It seemed to us that the whole world was already ours
But the meter just started to wind up the mileage
We had to thunder throughout the country in our own names
But our street was already proud of us then
The feeling of height from the first victories
First ethers, first ramp light,
Something about this was a brother, don’t say
Otherwise, why do you sometimes want to return those days.

Chorus:
Back in those days, this is your lucky ticket in the shade
Back in those days, you so dreamed of them, here they are,
Back in those days, this is your lucky ticket in the shade
Back in those days, you so dreamed of them, here they are,
Back in those days, this is your lucky ticket in the shade
Back in those days, you so dreamed about them here they are.