Текст песни Собаки Качалова - Из детства в старость - часть 1

Your eyes will close the joy,
Your whiskey shielding frost
It is not yesterday, but not tomorrow
And I want to be among them.

I want to be among you,
I want to stay with you,
I want to feel the joy,
I want to go over the ground.

From childhood to old age, from childhood to old age,
From childhood to old age, from the old to the ground.

We refer to the war in the factories,
We were sent to the factories in the dick,
I feel the injustice,
I feel the injustice.

The childhood and old age, old age and childhood,
That's all that remains
And the rest nowhere to go,
Probably at us someone laughing.

From childhood to old age, from childhood to old age,
From childhood to old age, from the old to the ground.