Текст песни София Ротару - Продавец шаров

SELLER BALLS
Music - Vladimir Bystryakov;
Sl - Alexander Vratarёv;
Year: 1994.
We all come from childhood,
In the colors of the country,
Colored balls and white steamers ...
Of course, you're familiar with the seller of balls,
I brought you to the balls of his childhood.
They are like letters
From those distant days,
Distant days that fly by quickly.
It seemed to us then that childhood - forever
As the sky and the water, and grass and leaves ...
Colorful s music, you sound so far.
Let the balls soar
Multicolored flock,
Sineva piercing
Overhead.
Music and childhood,
Good neighborhood,
Let spinning forever
Motley globe
Motley globe ...
We are all in debt to childhood,
His kindness,
As the sails are always in debt to the wind ...
Funny children's laughter - miracle of miracles.
Let the balls will bring you joy!
We were so naive,
We were so wrong,
Always right in their childish games,
Where the world is full of good, where we are stronger than evil
And everywhere in the solar mirrors sparkle.
Colorful music, you sound so far ...