Текст песни Зоя Быстрякова - Мелькают дни

Flushing days

Flushing days passing years.
You're in bustle
Under merciless wind fashion
And you see what got caught.

After all, without taking a worthy niche,
By goodwill, becoming a system,
You will inevitably turn out
From Homo Suspans to Mem.

I'll postpone the dream in the distant box,
After all, you need to save on old age.
And to hell with reading!
They do not understand your fatigue.

You are only secret, from under the curtains
Inhane freedom of real,
And life is the main premiere
You will start postpone increasingly.

Where is the essence in a dream, and not in a career,
Where the path to freedom is not lost
Where happiness mig and risk loss
In one row, and not otherwise.

And in voluntary imprint
According to adopted standards
You life is sluggish flow
Do not call a worthy start.