Текст песни Владимир Бурдин - Молодость жива

Cried so arguing
Just a shame
stepchildren stories
Rock 'n' roll stuff
We waited either red
Whether the sails
Sitting on the sidelines
Looking to the heavens
They sang old songs
forgetting the words
Not lost youth
The youth is alive

How much vodka drunk
What flowed
How many years have lost
Foes of spite
Where are you, my youth
What you are now
White House
painted door
And the diagnosis of the doctor
I did not want to call
Not lost youth
The youth is alive

Preparations are different
we accept
And the words of infectious
we talked
But feverish delirium
We will see the light
surrounded by broken through
really no
Whether crazy
Whether head
Not lost youth
The youth is alive

We drove the youth
For snub nose
We threw the youth
Bones of dominoes
But syringes with poison
Bute is not random
We survived seven ...
Six ... five ... four .... I'm one
No, alive, alive, alive
The youth is alive