Текст песни Андрей Макаревич и Оркестр Креольского Танго - Старые друзья

Alas, constancy is no longer in value,
Alas, not in the price of a promise.
We are carried by the wind on this earth -
What goodbyes are there.
What goodbyes are there.

   Without saying goodbye, they leave this life,
   Without saying goodbye, they go out into people ...
   Only in childhood did we meet old friends
   And there will be no new old ones
   And there will be no new old ones

May they justify us a thousand times
And we ourselves - by all means.
But we have fewer old friends
And new ones are not a replacement.
And new ones are not a replacement.

   And how it happened, and who is to blame
   Unclean someone's game -
   We said goodbye a thousand years ago
   And they believed that until the morning.

May the day pass without worries about the past
And in the evening of this day
We all sit at one table
At one fire.
At one fire.

   And our fire never went out
   And let it be small - nothing!
   There are not so many of us in the world
   So that we do not have enough of him.
   So that we do not have enough of him.

   I’ll solve my problems with them,
   Those that did not decide without them,
   And after forgiveness I will ask
   Old friends
   Old friends