Lyrics После 11 - 20 Лет До Осени

Sunflower oil with odor and bread -
Taste of childhood.
A dream is a wooden sword and a bicycle,
What could be better?
I miss my mother for hundreds of thousands of years,
Sent to heaven, in the summer.
With friends stuffing shishiki bruises,
We dream how to live further.

And twenty years before the fall,
When I meet you, and go crazy,
The world will turn ...
And twenty years before the fall,
When my heat is not enough for me,
Your warmth ...

My idols, which are no more,
Burned with fire bright.
Their flames turned into songs and poems,
And people's hearts were warm.
Fractures broke, voices broke
In the entrances of houses, in parks.
Everything was ahead, and I did not notice
Sand of calendar days ...

And it was twenty years before autumn,
When I meet you, and go crazy,
The world will turn ...
And twenty years before the fall,
When my heat is not enough for me,
Your warmth ...

And twenty years before the fall,
When I meet you, and go crazy,
The world will turn ...
And twenty years before the fall,
When my heat is not enough for me,
Your warmth ...

And it was twenty years before autumn,
When I meet you, and go crazy,
The world will turn ...
And twenty years before the fall,
When my heat is not enough for me,
Your warmth ...