Текст песни Всеслав - Северок

A number of houses cost so similar
On the fence of Tsoi a couple of lines ...
Pensive Personal Persons
Every day I gave us the North ...

Heat July to balconies,
Thined by wind poplar fluff.
We lived following the laws,
It was clean and the light of the Spirit.

In winter, we poured together
From the hoses, the slides, then the rink.
And never knew sadness
Did not blame the North.

I grew up here and was brought up
The law of neighborhoods and yards.
Passed to chat but not forgotten
Neither summer heat nor winter cover.

And often I go and remember
As with my brother, I spent my childhood.
And the Spirit of the District I know for sure
Neither why did not go anywhere.

Let the height become more
And there is no car with bread at the gate.
But at least a little later
Ploy me in the past time.

Where in the nineties went,
Play football to the stadium.
Where the relationship was found out
Whose strongest area.

But already, alas, it's time
When the street is more pleasant than at home ...
Will not be like yesterday ...
But sometimes everything is familiar with yesterday ...