There is an hour, there are days, we remember the past And our memory will echo.
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We have matured, it doesn't matter, now we have our own family
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And people call this "happiness".
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That's all, years have passed and youth cannot be returned
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And everyone chooses his own path, love, the path of his life, his essence.
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That's all, but they look back from the photo
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My family, they are not closer to my heart, and with them I will go the whole way through my life.
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Saints must always be, parents, earth, family,
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What could be more sacred in our life.
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And the kind laughter of my children will warm me on a difficult day,
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In my bright house, I am always waiting for guests.
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Chorus:
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That's all, years have passed and youth cannot be returned
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And everyone chooses his own path, love, the path of his life, his essence.
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That's all, but they look back from the photo
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My family, they are not closer to my heart, and with them I will go the whole way through my life.
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That's all, years have passed and youth cannot be returned
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And everyone chooses his own path, love, the path of his life, his essence.
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That's all, but they look back from the photo
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My family, they are not closer to my heart, and with them I will go the whole way through my life. |