Текст песни 1976 год - Каждый из нас хотел...

Each of us wanted to choose his own way;
Each of us would like to choose their own way,
But it does not always lead to the dream.
That is because I was able to otshagat her a little,
To then turn out of the darkness to the joy in the dark.
Someone flies to the star, immeasurably far,
Someone crashed, somebody did not,
Someone forgot himself in a warm and soft bedroom -
It can be seen, to catch the star, but suddenly the heat of it burned.
And in the eyes reflection as in a mirror, I see
Throughout the last years of my despair.
In life, it is only time the star will sit lower.
Remember that we have been given so few days of the young.

As there will be in the sky? Tell me, people!
I do not let fall, that if I do not deserve it.
I have never been on the road Crossroads,
What do I tell the fate?