Текст песни Юрий Антонов - Все, Как Прежде

And love, like a bird, late or early
 The human heart begins its flight.
 Shading polneba arrive unexpectedly,
 Through the distance still to find.

 Chorus:
 And to me, first of all as yet
 Everything runs on the stones of my life river.

 Days run, motley succession of the week,
 And the same thing I see in a dream.
 You, me not knowing, waiting for a meeting with me
 And sad, probably somewhere about me.

 Chorus:
 And to me, first of all as yet
 Everything runs on the stones of my life river.

 Who can tell me, where are you in the world of immense,
 Where to find the road that leads to you?
 Maybe you're close, maybe you're around,
 Not in my you and the other fate.

 Chorus:
 And to me, first of all as yet
 Everything runs on the stones of my life river.