Текст песни Последний звонок - первая учительница

On the first day of September,
We went to the first class.
With a smile you looked at us,
And remembering those days as if time ago.
Died, who is to blame?
We have grown, learned the world big,
But you left the very native.

Chorus: (2 times)
My affectionate, gentle.
Your hands hold, I don't find words.
My affectionate, my favorite
In the most difficult hour, do not forget you.

We thought all this forever,
You all forgot to us, it was nonsense.
I wanted to return us past days,
But they went into the distance.
After all, we grabbed, learned the world big.
But you left the very native.

Chorus: (2 times)
My affectionate, gentle.
Your hands hold, I don't find words.
My affectionate, my favorite
In the most difficult hour, do not forget you

Loss.

Chorus: (2 times)
My affectionate, gentle.
Your hands hold, I don't find words.
My affectionate, my favorite
In the most difficult hour, do not forget you