Текст песни Александр Кальянов - Прощальный вечер

Today is our last evening
So much I want to say
Night flies , parted candles
And tomorrow need to go
We need to go

Fate threw the collar
Politely departed friends
They make friends with the target nikchemu
There were only you , but I
Only you, yeah I

My dear friend
No one is more expensive than you
My dear friend
We walked through life not Potma

And our friendship can not die
She will return to us in heaven
And our friendship can not die
She will return to us in heaven