Текст песни Linch.feat Саша ves - Воспоминания

Verse 2
From the youth's head feet warm in cold weather
monotonically I go take a walk up to the second
Past playground with a side of house
I remember childhood as great
Just like for the last of kopatsya
Of course let's Well, what is there
Beware that there is not good
After having not want to be vulgar
Each street has a name or surname
And the Niemen it has the character and views
At night, you will break in two places at the knee
Or do because you were not Butto
Mata thought back as the old cartridges
Memories float moments
Do not forget the bright sun blinded summer
Constantly nights shlyaemsya somewhere CHORUS
These lines are the forgotten street
The head is constantly spinning
Where there was a way out, I got confused
Just go go from here