Юрий Кость - Нет,я молодой, просто седой - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

FM C# G# C FM C# G# C FM I ask myself the question why is it graying hair? C# year after year of ligaments tore with firmly, my voice A# m I am surprised for myself, maybe this is old age? With the soul of the breeze, suddenly, nobody knew to me to know how many years it would be left to shoulder even for me a little, but as you can see such behavior I see, I see mockery around me and contempt for the chorus: fm c# no, I have a young g# C just gray snow. On the shoulders there is no other, I am not all the same - young soul - as before, I am not young, just gray snow fell on the shoulders, no other, I am not all such a young soul as before at night, as in childhood, I still fly and colorful dreams and I see dreams and I see dreams and color In the clouds, it is time for me to stop being so vulnerable and not to know in the morning of Bredam Solovyn F#as with a naive kid Zhipn plays out of the shifts with me, but in hell he throws the time a fast river grabbing me, with his current, he took me away with her, over the years - for years - Moments of chorus: no, I am young, just gray snow fell on the shoulders no, I am not the other, I'm all such a young soul - as before, I am not young, just gray snow fell on the shoulders, I am not the other, I am all such a young soul as before I ask myself a question - why gets gray hair? A year after the year of the ligament tore with firmly, my voice became amazed to myself, maybe this is old age? The breeze suddenly crept up to me by a chorus: no, I am a young just gray snow fell on my shoulders, I am not the other, I'm all such a young soul as before, I am young