Текст песни Александра Ардова - Нам лет сорок

Years will pass quickly dashing:
Their newly-fallen snow sweep winter -
We are not a bit bad,
You could even say good.

We all laugh as the wind,
What blows towels on the patio,
Our music has a retro
And, sometimes, it sounds on the radio.

We have forty years, and joke again,
There was simply no reason before,
We are cheerful and fashionable eerily,
That's why as soon as young.

It was necessary then bolder,
Jump into the sky, to get my star.
I usually do not regret,
But the last time I think.

We have forty years, a little tired,
So much soaked, not lost.
If only love could be:
The rest is not so significant.