Текст песни Муслим Магомаев - Середина жизни

Music A.Flyarkovsky
Poems R.Rozhdestvenskogo

It is very difficult in itself to peer.
Only one ended in our childhood.
We left, stepping through the rapids.
And they lived from road to road.
Worried and grieving friends.
We bring up trucks.
Behind my back for almost half his life,
And I did all that he could do.

The moon hangs in the sky.
It is a pity that life is one,
It is a pity that there is no second
Never a mountain
I would still sensitive,
I have another drink,
I would have to open your eyes
And repeated.

On the roads of this small planet
Immolation we sunsets and sunrises.
Many times in the face of evil blizzard howled,
And blizzards we eventually got used to.
We were driven planes and trams,
We forgot to write their favorite.
In short, if faint, halt
They remembered all that could not do.

It is very difficult in itself to peer,
Only one ended in our childhood.
Behind my back for almost half his life,
And I did all that he could do.