Текст песни БАС КАВКАЗ - цикл времен

Morning is spring
Spring is childhood
Day is summer
Bow in prime
In the evening autumn
In the fall, old age
Night is winter
Nothing left

We wake up on the first of March
What will happen tomorrow
What will happen tomorrow
We were all born on the first of March
And suddenly August
And suddenly August

We die a little every winter
Every night like a afterlife
Every morning we are born again
Re -live every eternity

Somewhere in April you started walking
Smoke in May
Drink in St. Petersburg
I reached out in the afternoon and quit dumb
June, July - Instagram or tweet?

We die a little every winter
Every night like a afterlife
Каждое утро рождаемся снова
Заново череду жизней прожить

Август за сорок, дети жена
Алый закат застилает глаза
September October
Снег седина
Первые звёзды,
Ребят мне пора

Каждой зимой умираем немного
Каждая ночь как загробная жизнь
Каждое утро рождаемся снова
Цикл времён своей жизни крутить