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School year - while gold,
 Do not bring them back, we will never,
 It was hard for us to friends paroyu,
 These gold school year.
  
 Boys dressed as girls with bows
 The first time we came, smiling cute
 We stood in silence, squinting behind the flowers,
 From the fact that the sun was shining brightly to us.
 

Chorus:
 And soon the bell rings,
 Not a lesson he is not a lesson,
 On what - then the wet eyes,
 Rasstaёmsya the school forever.
  

We were given the knowledge of the teacher,
 They help to make the right choice in life,
 It is a pity that you rarely thanked,
 And now, we want to say from the heart, "Thank you"
  

Time passed, the children grew up,
 But even the wind howled in the head,
 With a drop of sorrow sang this song,
 We sang this song, school, about you.
   
Chorus:
 And soon the bell rings,
 Not a lesson he is not a lesson,
 On what - then the wet eyes,
 Rasstaёmsya the school forever.