Текст песни Иван Бровкин - Ничего,что виски побелели, но глаза тем же светом горят

What used to live on the ground or left
Komsomol members of the thirties,
Do not let old age
He came up to us at least five steps.

Nothing that whiskey white.
But the same light eyes are burning!
Never, never gets old
He who is rich in his youth heart.

If you're a real friend,
If you appreciate good friends,
Let his heart and soul to people you give away,
But does not become poorer!

Nothing that whiskey white.
But the same light eyes are burning!
Never, never gets old
He who is rich in his youth heart.

Nothing that whiskey white.
But the same light eyes are burning!
Never, never gets old
He who is rich in his youth heart.