Текст песни Прохор Шаляпин - Утраченная юность

What a night, I can not, I can not sleep so lunnost
Even as the bank of the soul lost youth
Girlfriend ohladevshih years, do not call the game of love
Better to let the moonlight shines me to the head

After all, we have long otlyubili, you're not me, I'm a friend
We both still love to play in a low-cost
After all, we have long otlyubili
After all, we have long otlyubili

Love is possible only once, so you tell me on a stranger
What limes vain beckon us into the night drifts sinking
But I know and you know that in the blue glow of the moon
These limes are not flowers, these limes snow so frost

After all, we have long otlyubili, iy not me, but I'm a friend
We both still love to play in a low-cost
After all, we have long otlyubili
After all, we have long otlyubili