Текст песни Алекс Думов - Пока не стало поздно

The days go by.
The clock is rushing, the crowd is walking.
The lanterns are shining near the house
And the light goes out for those who are waiting.
But I hate to look like a clock
Fly away somewhere in the distant heights.
I'm not going to grow up, I'm sorry.
I like cartoons, tea and poetry.
But if it’s not too late
To understand how serious and angry this world is.
Until then, I haven't gotten really serious ...
I'll pour myself some juice and, perhaps, kefir.