Текст песни Вахтанг Кикабидзе - Мои года, моё богатство-минусовка

Let my head Seda,
Winter I have nothing to be afraid of.
Not just the sadness of my year,
My years - my wealth.
Let my head Seda,
Not just the sadness of my year,
My years - my wealth.

I often times hurried,
I'm used to all things harness oneself.
Let no money I had saved,
My years - my wealth.
I often times hurried,
Let no money I had saved,
My years - my wealth.

Whisper & quot; thank you & quot; I year
And they drink the bitter medicine.
And I will not give them to anyone,
My years - my wealth.
Whisper & quot; thank you & quot; I year
And I will not give them to anyone,
My years - my wealth.

And if you tell me the century:
& quot; Your star, alas, faded ... & quot;
Will raise a child's hand
My years - my wealth.
Someday, surely
Will raise a child's hand
My years - my wealth.