Текст песни 3. Аня Воробей - И с каждым годом

And every year , the years getting shorter
Compresses the days of his ring
And every year , we care very much
Lines that lie on the face

It's unfortunate that it was, but everything is still to be
Soul cleansed and nerves become stronger
With you will all those who love you
And feelings will become brighter and sharper

And everything will be better and more desirable all
We age soul molodeem
Now we sit in the waiting room ,
But the train has come up and we leave

And every year , the years getting shorter
Compresses the days of his ring
And every year , we care very much
Lines that lie on the face