Текст песни Дмитрий Кимельфельд - В те времена

IN THOSE TIMES

Poems Dmitry Kimelfeld
Music Vladimir Novikova

In those days, then, at the beginning,
When we did not notice the days
Why there are days - for years we were rushing,
And golden names
In the frosty air ranks,
Their taste was sweeter caramel,
And our plazy lips
In those times.

In those days, then the wards,
We despised dials
And walked in Christi and saws,
Not knowing what the price
Love hot and quench,
Betrayal and enlightenment,
We all equal inspiration
In those times.

In those times, then, oh God,
We turned herbs in a bed
And, evil grasshoppers anxiety,
We drank the moonlight to the bottom.
In the July churches of medical school
Entilly, selflessly
Credited accounts from the Universe
In those times.

In those days, it seemed
That such a little live,
That a lot of time remained
That we are swept off
Rains, herbs, forests,
What will never be ourselves
Dramatize
"In those times ... in those times ..."

1986