Текст песни Дима Билан и Динамит - Прощай, Мой Друг

You did not have time to write their best songs
   I do not have time to play his best concert
   You always wanted to be the best-known
   And so you hurry to live
    
   And you only live heart, veins and the risk of rhythm
   You managed to create everything you managed to find all
   You life and happiness was always open
   But the road has been spilled on the road
    
   Goodbye my friend, goodbye
   We do not have enough hands
   You are going out to the edge
   Where our songs sound
    
   Goodbye my friend, goodbye
   Goodbye is not forever
   Good bye, my friend
   After all, you're now a star
    
   And in my heart the pain, your death so absurd
   But I believe, I believe, saying goodbye to you
   With a steep ramp leaving you in the sky
   On your bike soaring over Moscow
    
   Goodbye my friend, goodbye
   We do not have enough hands
   You are going out to the edge
   Where our songs sound
    
   Goodbye my friend, goodbye
   Goodbye is not forever
   Good bye, my friend
   After all, you're now a star