Текст песни Александр А.В.С. Скворцов - Пятый из пяти

FIVE OUT OF FIVE

Prolёtkoy months fly by,
Over the range of the circle on the dial.
Firmly: "Be Enough ... Enough!"
But rewind fate ago

I turn off the current in the network,
The soundless calm descends sail
And in the opponent's floor climb -
Last, the fifth of the five.

Stop Mad pulse!
All the same door under the roof ...
There was only the sky above,
A tea gave ginger taste.

How much was yet to come!
Sometimes it lacked chairs,
But the fragile peace we were not cramped
On our fifth out of five!

Fever subsides ... Around the rain.
I end up sometimes do not believe,
With the doors closed forever,
And everything is left behind!

To forget! Down! Open network.
The unpredictability of the curve ...
But the memory, to revive again,
Leads on the fifth of the five.

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