Текст песни Чебатаревы - Улетают года неизбежно как звук минус

Fly Away, the inevitable as the sound

Fly Away, the inevitable, as the sound,
 How joyful meetings as bitter partings.
Many in the world of sorrows, a lot of anxiety in the world,
 We lose friends on the fork in the road.

 2.Vspominaem we often about the old friends,
 And sad about the lost days in vain.
What's happened so many errors and evils.
 What can not be returned and can not be correct.
 

 3.Uletayut year, and we are not in a hurry to live,
 Less than look forward, still sad about the past.
Someone's bitter sigh, someone's affectionate look,
 Nothing, nothing can not be undone ago.

 4. My Lord, I humbly stand before You.
 You're all familiar with Sam, you know my soul.
You know all the sorrow and tears, and moan.
 You - the Creator of the worlds. You - Lord of the times.