Sky swinging from the stars
Wind down at the clouds
I ask you a question
You did not answer never
What can I say
We have nothing to share
Do not mount it does not matter
CHORUS:
It's hard to be young , either themselves or others ,
Die like grass , pick up unnecessary words ,
It's hard to be young , we did not fly,
Every day , every hour, we lose our last hour .
You say that it is not ready
I know too many words
Say ...
Streets , puddles , wires,
Tomorrow, today , never ...
cold kiss
Like a shot idle
Where you want to stand there and
CHORUS:
It's hard to be young , either themselves or others ,
Die like grass , pick up unnecessary words ,
It's hard to be young , we did not fly,
Every day , every hour, we lose our last hour .
Instrumental.Gitara .
CHORUS:
It's hard to be young , either themselves or others ,
Die like grass , pick up unnecessary words ,
It's hard to be young , we did not fly,
Every day (every day ) , every hour ( every hour) , we lose our last hour .
Zvonkiy.chitka .
Why is this happening again
I can not forget you do not want to lose
But could not oyasnit all that was in me
I just could not find the words , the wind was in my head
And apparently invisible sleeping stars, you see there is a high
Or maybe it is in heaven , as we do not easily
And you're so she decided , either themselves or others ,
And what can you do because it is not easy to be young , baby
It's hard to be young ... ( reciting )
It's hard to be young ... ( reciting )
