Vinylla JaZ - Бывшие - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

So it happens that time runs past

Blinding us, then stability, then changes

We become older and part with those

Who once we no longer dare to call

And they were courageous: they laughed, lost their heads

Then pride comes to replace stupidity, gonar

And here they are firmly occupied in the past niches

Feelings cooled, just former

On the fabric of our fate embroidered

Different threads, intrigues and events

And every time it seemed that I would not pull

Another quarrel with a taste of sedatives

Then dependence on the degree of proximity

A week or year in attempts to derive a crisis

Sadly, feverishly raging thoughts

From a clumsy novel to an unreleased sincerity

I could not sleep in any way I lose the principles

Be under the aim of close other principles and knights

How to recover, withstand and survive in this fight with seizures of ambitions, and the streets are saturated with you, and I drove me

Memories under the slabs as mines

You will call imaginary this pain is no more

Soon with a stamp, who was under the dust of a new story

There is nothing superfluous and nothing personal! Already retired, just former ... either offended or not forgiven .. we have cooled down, we have former ones ... and nothing more personal! Already retired, just former ... either offended or not forgiven .. we have cooled, we have former ones ...