Текст песни София Ротару и Машина Времяни - Костёр

All otbolit and wise says:
"Every fire once burn out,
The wind will scatter the ashes without a trace. "

But as long as the fire burns,
Each on its own stores,
If the trouble and if the cold.

Once the night is long, burn barely
And cherish the strength and the wood,
In vain do not make noise and do not damage the forest.

But sometimes there will suddenly crank,
This crank will do everything wrong.
And his vzovёtsya fire to the skies.

More doresheno not all, not everything is allowed,
Did not all of the day faded paint.
More not pity fire, fate keeps me.

He was smarter than who your fire sberёg,
It is warm others could not,
But lossless lived to warm days.

Are you in such a hurry - you're all burned per hour,
And an hour later a big fire extinguished,
But at this hour it was all warm.

More doresheno not all, not everything is allowed,
Did not all of the day faded paint.
More not pity fire, fate keeps me.