Текст песни Владимир Трошин - Не тревожься

Offend reproaches in vain
That I sometimes look at girls -
This is the memory of distant ways
Looking for your first girlish look.
This is the memory of distant ways
Looking for your first girlish look.
 
Don’t worry you, the closest
And don't hide gray hair from me
That love that lit the first spark
Do not flood the flood of spring.
 
Do not be sad during these moonlit hours,
Don't look for false alarms in your heart
'Cause our old young love
Will not leave the birthmark.
'Cause our old young love
Will not leave the birthmark.