Александр Крылов - Ностальгия
текст песни

How I want to go back to childhood,
I cut a fishing rod from a rowan tree, found it straighter,
He carried a piece of fishing line, a hook and a couple of sinkers in his pocket

Although lead is not so important,
What did you find at hand?
Just a pebble to wrap yourself around
At least a nut or bolt that fit

Alone spent so much time
I always found something to do
What kind of boredom?What are you talking about all of a sudden?
Nature is your best friend

Sometimes you leave home in the morning,
So that no one finds
There is a fishing rod There was enough fishing line
I stupidly wrapped it around my hand and put it on a mayfly hook
I caught perches from the pontoons, sometimes a crocodile flew in

Oops oops oops
Oooh oh oh oh oh oh
A a a a a a a a a

Those carefree moments
Don't repeat it again
We have always been friends with nature,
Why be bored?Always found something to do

Do you remember how it was before?
Boats were made from cargo chambers
To sit down we used a board,
A pair of plywood - an oar bomb!

And they swam and caught,
And there were copies too
And carry a carabo with salt,
I made a fire and I'm not hungry

We melted lead for gear,
We found slate in the fire,
It was so bad that there were clothes in the holes
There were only rumors about fear

And at dawn by the fire,
The guitar is strumming, fire in the eyes
The fire is burning, the crowd is sitting,
And the song flows until the morning

Oops oops oops
Oooh oh oh oh oh oh
A a a a a a a a a

It was time to never return
And if you remember, all you have to do is take a deep breath
We didn’t think about what to share,
Just spend time together

We were friends because we wanted to
Didn't think about rocking the swing
Now you hardly look anywhere,
There's a lot of money crap in my head

I send greetings from my childhood!
Those who are nostalgic are not cut from the pastry
Try, look for that place
After the Internet, the soul may be resurrected!