The old days

(Папа-гитара - Л. Крим)

1. Now the wings fell to ground
As the miles they're were crossed.
All the years seemed like days
As the time it was lost.
For without his solutions
And reasons for why
He should come up for air
To the town once his by.

2. That the journey was long
Many thoughts filled his mind.
As he neared the stop
Always a dream he would find.
But the road that he knew
Could no longer be seen
And the city lights flickered
Where lane waters gleames.

R. With sadness today
Hopes of joy yesterday.
Memories of old days.

1. Now the wings fell to ground
As the miles they're were crossed.
All the years seemed like days
As the time it was lost.
For without his solutions
And reasons for why
He should come up for air
To the town once his by.

R. So soon on his way
Shadows from the pathways.
Memories of old days.

 
© 30 декабря 2001 г. Москва
 

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