Текст песни Татьяна Овсиенко - Через года слышу я мамин я голос

Summer gives us a present
Many days and nights
Gently sigh guitar
Again couples
Roam the streets
my youth

School Time and at every weather
Intermittent propadom we in the courts
Through the years, I can hear my mother's voice
So to me it's time to return home

In the abandoned book box -
Not to have me back, waiting at the entrance
The boy is too bold, I
What allowed to kiss her.

School Time and at every weather
Intermittent propadom we in the courts
Through the years, I can hear my mother's voice
So to me it's time to return home.

Let all could have been different
And it turned out to hot
First my favorite boy
Memory hides all unnecessary,
But our meeting, I remember now.