Школьная пора [Shkol'naya pora] [English translation]
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2024-11-02 14:17:37
Школьная пора [Shkol'naya pora] [English translation]
Summer gives us as a gift
lots of days and nights
The guitars sigh tenderly
And again the pairs of lovers
wander in the street of my youth
In the time of school, on any weather
We used to lose ourselves in the yards
Through the years I still hear my mom's voice
That means it's my time to come back home
In the drawer now rest the abandoned books
Which I don't care about anymore
At the gate, the boy is waiting for me
Maybe I was too much bold
For I let myself be kissed
Refrain
Suppose that all could be different
But everything just happend all by chance
My first ever dear boy
The memory more and more fades
But our meeting I remember as it were now
- Artist:Tatyana Ovsienko