Текст песни Старовер - ДВАДЦАТАЯ ВЕСНА

Years, Twentieth Spring
On the bank of the bridge, staring at the ice drift
He became an adult, setting priorities before himself
I am not a poet, but what is inside, I like to write on sheets.

Time takes its toll
In some places I’m deja vu, and again fall into a dream
But to take everything from life, tune in a hundred
Do not choose a role in it, but be yourself

In the routine of everyday life
So hard to be natural
Disguising as a chameleon in the color of the elements
We live only once, do not think about the consequences

So beautiful morning in the city of industrial zones
The biggest star seen on the horizon
And the ice floes all floating, the sound of breaking waves
So calm at heart