Текст песни Вероника Круглова и Вадим Мулерман - Младшие сестрёнки

Our little sisters are growing up,
Unfamiliar guys walk with them,
And we stand, inconspicuous, on the sidelines,
We follow the sisters a little jealously.

We used to sled them
Protected from the boys in the yard,
Bought them for their first salary
Oranges with golden peels.

They run down the flights of stairs.
Only a cheerful knock is heard from heels,
Has someone really become more dear to them,
Has something suddenly changed?

On the boulevard that has become silent at this late hour,
In the dim light of distant stars and lights
Remember that you are sitting today, boy
Next to my younger sister.

Our little sisters are growing up,
Unfamiliar guys walk with them,
And we stand, inconspicuous, on the sidelines,
We follow the sisters a little jealously.