Текст песни За гранями feat Никита Skit - Потерянные годы

For faces feat Nikita Skit-years lost

Have not we return the lost years
Naive dream of freedom forgotten
Forgive me my friend just a friend
But we go forward without dropping hands

Have not we return the lost years
Forgotten dream naive freedom
Forgive me my friend just a friend
But we go forward without dropping hands

We are drowning in this world and to hell with all laws
If you had not understood that it was the same again
We are the kings of the words and the way the music bound
There will be a failure even if hit 100 watt
And if there is a reason we get together at home
Forget about a healthy lifestyle in any
Equally expand as our friendship is not broken
And not contributed to this rubles and dollars
Remember how we play tricks early songs
On the cassette player steps in podezdike
We remembered for us and our neighbors
Spend on our nerves more than anything
Parents bans but we were not up to it
We understand a little before sunset we walked
But with the dawn of a familiar voice on the intercom
And now we sit and think that we have done
You're all over the place but were replaced by children
All the same game the same gatherings at the entrance
And at times simply want to forget them
The problem is that there are all of the everyday life

Have not we return the lost years
Naive dream of freedom forgotten
Forgive me my friend just a friend
But we go forward without dropping hands

Have not we return the lost years
Forgotten dream naive freedom
Forgive me my friend just a friend
But we go forward without dropping hands

Now everything would be totally differently
If I had not stood on the musical road
The years flew past could not keep them
Now, with a smile, I remember what we were
I remember a song with a guitar somewhere in the yards
Cold Winter wrote tracks padikah
I remember it was cool to perform in underground clubs
I remember the girl was love was enveloped
I remember back home in the morning drunk collapses
You forgive me for this mom
All were close now rarely see each other
Life has scattered us everyone has his own muddied
Previously not boast of any pathos about what it meant
The main thing in his dream to cherish
Time ran so fast and we did not wait
The children are now grown up other ideals
Time has flown by so quickly and I did not notice
Someone is not with us and who's children
Well, we have something to share that with you bro
After all, music is a once and for all

Have not we return the lost years
Naive dream of freedom forgotten
Forgive me my friend just a friend
But we go forward without dropping hands

Have not we return the lost years
Forgotten dream naive freedom
Forgive me my friend just a friend
But we go forward without dropping hands