Перемотка - 100
текст песни

Perhaps we were born in the wrong era and hour
In the wrong century, in the wrong month and year
We will be glad if you take us
A hundred years back, a hundred years forward
Inhale the cool smoke of bygone times
Only a skaz remains of the images
Of departed features and forgotten names
The era has gone and forgotten us here
We would like to meet our brave friends
But they have not yet been born or have disappeared long ago
Conquerors of the sky, discoverers of new lands
Setting high goals, changing the world at the same time
But everyone understands and everyone repeats one thing
That it is good where we are no longer
You are right. But we regret only that
The night of the era will pass, we will not find the dawn