Текст песни KoSS - Осколки памяти...

Red flags, Lenin in the portrait, we are such "type" happy children
how children dance around the tree, maidens chanterelles, boys bunnies and wolves
Memory fragments, remember the shelves, queuing at the grocery for long
There is winter, there are sticks on an elastic band and also, a gift from mom in a basket
hey school ... where is your beauty? not the same children and the shape is not the same
Instead of a window, substitutes for "WINDOWS" and the heroes: Stethem and Bruce Willis
Feet are wet, mom is out of the window, there is no mobile in this and all the beauty
There was a dream - "bubble-gum, translation", in the evenings ITAR-TASS we watch the summary ...

O tempora! O mores! Times, morals! - the piles of concrete destroyed the oak groves
In a helmet, the little man so wanted "mistechko" and at the root of our cage above the river
There is a ring on my hand, I'm a "type" adult, but in my heart, the same children's questions
like the sun is the same ... no Ilyich ... but why do the years melt like a candle?
and mom no longer calls out of the window, the reflection is not the same in the mirrors
a world of glass, a lot of plastic in it: "made in china" conquers the masses
Changed red to blue-yellow fifth president and behaves like fourth
only a shabby album added color to this life of my unreal fairy tales ...