Текст песни Игорь Николаев - Розы для папы

Outside, the ring in April,
In the old park - carousel
Music from childhood, music from childhood
She cries to me,

Why in my eyes
Birthday in tears?
I'll see you, I'll see you
Only in a dream.

Know that my heart and soul
Will I always be with you,
Without you, our old house completely empty.

I'll put on my father's windowsill seventeen roses,
I will put seventeen roses,
He'll know who brought them,
Let the flowers remind him - he is in the world is not one -
He has long since become an adult son.

Roses for the pope. Roses for the pope.
Roses for the pope. Roses for the pope.

Friendship taught you to appreciate
And in every example he was.
How can I, well, how can I
You forget ?!

Forever has closed circle,
Even the best friend
I'm not able to, I'm not able to
Replace.

At the wheel of the worries and troubles
The days are running after us,
Even to this day you do not have with me.

I'll put on my father's window sill 17 roses,
I have put 17 roses,
He'll know who brought them,
Let the flowers remind him - he is in the world is not one -
He has long since become an adult son.