Текст песни М.Шуфутинский feat MALINA - На ладони спелая малина

You say that we should not feel sorry
What's ahead too many holidays
I do not have much, I want one favorite on the year.

But as easy as it ripples
Time flies as if, instead of leaving
And so you want to not over summer ever.

Chorus:
In the palm of ripe raspberries
On the eve of midsummer
A lot or a little, it remains
These gold carefree days.

In the palm of ripe raspberries
But winter will come inexorably
A raspberry - berry
Summer ...

I do not want to remember about the past
And trust steepness photos
If happiness in the past, a memory that causes suffering.

This is your day and do not think, do not think about
What will happen tomorrow, let's find out tomorrow
And now live, and anguish say "Goodbye!"