Текст песни LUCKY GIRL LI - школа

I sit and leaf through
school your album
how many memories
keep it page
seems years
porleteli one day
and corridors of the school
all continue to dream
seems as before
we sit at a desk
and here 's the bell to call the lesson
nachanalos and all with the usual stat
when we crossed the threshold of the school

for 10 years , we have spent in school
These 10 years have eaten into the soul to pain
those 10 years, as the noise of the surf
excites the waves event memory
I remember as before
always go together
were inseparable as clouds and sky
loved poprikalyvatsya
could not sit still
not shy with you that it looks ridiculous
always waiting for summer
discussed secrets
liked to sit in the dining room
seems to be dressed
fotkalis in school classrooms on the background
loved zapechetlit
politru highlights
where is the time
it is a child somewhere
where we will not be back
in fact grew out of this

I sit and leaf through
school your album
how many memories
keep it page
seems years
porleteli one day
and corridors of the school
all continue to dream
seems as before
we sit at a desk
and here 's the bell to call the lesson
nachanalos and all with the usual stat
when we crossed the threshold of the school

but once
occurred on September 1
and we were already 11 klassnkii
remained only a year our school life
remember gnashing breakwater
grated on board
then the value of every minute was
and if in the dark
the teacher's voice from outside
that you are the creator of your route
last year
we avoided corridors
Walked around the school
during recess
touched the wall
feeling that it is a native
did not believe that will leave this place soon
sea ​​of ​​tears we cry it out
at the last day
forget all the insults
forget all the gossip
trembling hands
wrote wishes
painted in the diaries
each other good-bye
prom
was the final frame
from our school archive
that day all had fun
everyone was happy
and after a time
remember wistfully .

I sit and leaf through
school your album
how many memories
keep it page
seems years
porleteli one day
and corridors of the school
all continue to dream
seems as before
we sit at a desk
and here 's the bell to call the lesson
nachanalos and all with the usual stat
when we crossed the threshold of the school .

Do not forget school
and do not forget each other ...