Текст песни Санчес при уч. Марго - О сокровенном

Margot:
When I was little, I remember moments,
A young mother, she was more beautiful than all.
On the night of kisses, say a kind word.
No one knows what happened to me.

The record on its own, and on the street somewhere
I carefully keep all their secrets.
Not believing in fairy tales, laughter was boring
Pope on the road, for me it is not

And there is no question that what awaits the end
I look forward, but can not see the face.
Yes I to them? We are alone, there is no ring
Now everything else in our hearts.

Already I do not hear voices from the past.
Through the gray paint pours life of the metropolis.
And if I am the most sacred Remember -
On small pieces of my soul pricked ..

Chorus:
These notes carry us in those years,
That we will never forget ... never
Those moments that have lived ... that lived
In memory we cherish them and we ..

Sanchez:
Once upon a time ... Caspian Fall
You just born, and I was 8
Warm summer nights, good friendly yard
In the city, bound in chains of mountains ...

Golden Time - no doubt
And not because the kids - the best time in the world
Just this city the best! I will say again.
All that is now - it's 3 books Chernyshova

Without it myself, I can not imagine
Even then these places will have to leave
Scattered on the world population Krasnovodchan
In hundreds of cities ... more than a dozen countries ...

And if I recall the innermost
On small pieces of my soul pricked ...