Lyrics Ст. Татевосян - 11 лет назад

And you walk along the corridor of the initial classes
Bag away from the shoulder and exactly by chance
Ploy to the office, from where we started
Our school life is eleven years ago

And you remember how the first time we sat down
Here, and the first series began
Our Santa Barbara, and their six per week
It seemed so much eleven years ago

And look, all the same stands on the walls
Hang on them my younger brother addition
Teaches, and think so, at best,
Not even plans to eleven years ago

All the same old phono, stands in the same place
Carved cover, pedals, bempoli, dishes,
Do you remember what songs sang together?
That was a childhood eleven years ago

* * *

Life approached the first class
To the final note
But then each of us
There is something to remember
There is something to remember.

* * *

And remember, we were banned for the second floor
Walk, we are small. "How so? We should!"
We thought, and maybe from the principle even
Ran upstairs to senior eleven years ago

And remember, we are instead of estimates in the first grade
Printed in notebooks different pictures,
And most of all the ghosts, such as Trok, was Vasi,
Dima Vasilyeva, eleven years ago

And never forget, too, in the first grade
Task: From the words "my, mine, ball and balls" make a phrase
And someone from the boys said "My Balls", in my opinion, Kirik,
That's if anyone would have shuffle eleven years ago

No, we did not deteriorate, we have changed, and it's cool,
We are waiting for the other, we cry, laughing at the other
But as if I wanted to go for a while again
There, where "eleven years ago"

* * *

A little more, and again intrigue will twist,
Everything will be new: city, classes, people,
Years will pass, and forget something,
But school - we will always remember school

Here we were blessed on the feats and gave
Wings. Thank you, school, and we promise
Once back, and maybe our surnames
Here will again be eleven years later