Words and music by L. P. Fadeevoy
"Years – old".
So I didn't notice how
autumn came,
I looked in the mirror,my temples sagged.
And it is time to spring quickly rung,
So unexpectedly young, in summer departed.
Chorus:
Ah, you, years-years, like steamboats.
The destiny of the river, float away.
Only short beeps, with my life river,
My life-the river send.
So I did not notice how solid I became.
The reckless, young, forever faded.
Have podkolis the eyes of the female lines.
In another way, on me, look, suddenly, men.
Chorus:
That's not noticed, grandma became.
And in grandchildren youth again, suddenly, learned.
To be offended on fate not want, in vain,
Happiness smiled to me, fun and clear.