Текст песни Никита Герасименко - Выпускник

1)
With a record in his pocket, with a diploma in his hand,
With good words leaving in the tongue.
I stand here calmly, did not hide - not a thief,
But the word "graduate" now sounds like a sentence.
And in honor of such a holiday, they’ll have a banquet,
Crazy jumps will destroy the parquet.
I remember what I said, and I will keep my word -
My time has come, goodbye, I'm leaving today!

Chorus:
We leave, we leave, we leave!
Everything can be quite good.
The sun set in the sunset to the West -
The era is leaving me.

2)
The usual ritual doesn’t impress the old people,
Hackneyed phrases of unlearned verses.
Bored me with heartbeats at the blackboard
Come on, fail, have fun, eccentrics.
Maybe they’ll dig it out after 1000 years,
Enter and do not show a student ID.
The guiding star will show me the right path
I’ll go around half the world, but I won’t return here!