Текст песни Михаил Новицкий - Потеряиха

On the paths of the Internet
Many, many years later
I returned to this city.
Well thank you Internet

I no longer looked forward to news,
Overgrown with the past of the year ...
You are so young
She stayed there forever.

Lost at the dance
Thirty years ago
I decided not to stay
I went to Leningrad.

Lost at the dance
The last glance decided everything
I became a foreigner in a moment
I went to Leningrad ...

Chose either - or,
There was no one to order us.
And, jokingly, fate was cut,
Like clothes made to order.

Don't go to the dance then
il to dance, but in the Keys,
and forgive, and guess ...
Mom, mom, don't shout!

Lost at the dance
Thirty years ago
I decided not to stay
I went to Leningrad.

In those 17 - 18
Life seemed so simple
It could all start again
But not a blank slate.

Then do not leave the lot,
Where H2O crumbled
Of everything that I've done in my life
I wouldn't do anything.

I'm not twenty or thirty
But I hear your voice.
You could be proud of yourself
That boy that was me.

Lost at the dance
Thirty years ago
I decided not to stay
I went to Leningrad.

Lost at the dance
The last glance decided everything
I became a foreigner in a moment
I went to Leningrad.