Lyrics Stim - Назад

Do you remember how we hung in the yard until the morning
Someone with a change in their pocket, someone completely at zero
Throwing into beer, chatting about everything
And we were shouted from the windows that people were already sleeping
But we didn't listen to them, we kept making noise
Sharing ideas on how to get rich
We argued where we would spend the first million
Dreamed and made plans, forgetting about sleep
We had nothing to do with the rest of the world
Each of us just did what he wanted
There was something in it, brother, whatever you say
Otherwise, why do you sometimes want to return those days?

Chorus:
Back! In those days!
This is your lucky ticket, pull
Back! In those days!
You dreamed about them so much, here they are!

Remember how we roamed the neighborhood at night
And when asked when to expect us home, we shrugged our shoulders
Always drunk - as an insole or so, slightly
We laughed and played the fool
Away from the hustle and bustle, one step away from a big dream
We were free and young just like you
There was only music and friendship in our life
And that's all we needed then
From morning to evening, from evening to morning
No worries about tomorrow, no thoughts about yesterday
There was something in it, brother, whatever you say
Otherwise, why do you sometimes want to return those days?

Chorus.

Do you remember our first concerts and recordings
No anger and no envy
First fans, first ups
The first royalties, the first bottles of "Moёt"
It seemed to us that the whole world is already ours
But the counter just started to wind up the mileage
We were to thunder all over the country with our names
But our street was already proud of us then
The feeling of heights from the first victories
First broadcasts, first ramp light
There was something in it, brother, whatever you say
Otherwise, why do you sometimes want to return those days?

Chorus.