Текст песни Дмитрий Соколов - Старым друзьям

Sorry Fleetings meetings
It can not be extended.
Whirlpool Affairs takes us.
All night in the candlelight
We will talk
Oh God how have not seen you.

You tell me
All the old friends.
How do you live that worries you?
Again, the light in the window,
As if I see
When I look in the mirror of your eyes.

Disturb night Kasane day.
On the branches of the young spring.
Eyes slams it
Trying sprang from sleep.

Parting nastaёt go.
And like smoke from a fire
I rushed to the night until the morning
A moment of the meeting. How strange it.

Again comes the hour,
When I meet you again,
Friends.
After all, without each other, are one,
For a long time, we remain
You can not.