школа - Песня про школу
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I am sitting and leafing through my school album,
How many memories keep his pages.
It seems years flew by one day
And the corridors of the school continue to dream ...
It seems like before, we are sitting at a desk
And then he will call the call from the lesson ...
And it all started, from the usual start
When we crossed the school threshold ...

For 10 years, we spent at school, these 10 years have been in the soul to pain
These 10 years as the noise of the surf will excite the memory of events with a wave ...
I remember how they always walked together before,
Were inseparable as clouds and sky
They loved to finish off
I didn't sit still
Not shy with you that we look ridiculous
They always waited for summer
We discussed secrets
Loved to sit in the dining room
It seems to be dressed
They took a picture at school against the background of rooms
They loved to bake
Politra of bright moments
Where is that time
It is somewhere in childhood
Where we will not return
After all, they grew out of this
(Where is it in childhood somewhere and we grew out of this ..)

I sit and turn over
School album
How many memories
Store his pages
It seems years
Passed one day
And the corridors of the school
Everyone continues to dream
It seems like before
We are sitting at the desk
And then he will call the call from the lesson
And it all started, from the usual start
When we crossed the school we threshold

But once the first of September came
And we were already 11-class
It remains only a year of our school life
I remember grinding with chalk
On a wiped board
Then every minute had a value
And as if in the dark
Teacher's voice from outside
That you are the creator of your route ...
Last year
We went around the corridors
We walked around the school
During the change
Touched the walls
Feeling that this is a native
We did not believe that we would leave this place soon
We cried the sea of ​​tears
The last one on the day
Forgot all the insults
Forgot all gossip
With trembling hands
Written wishes
Signed in diaries
Goodbye to each other
Prom
He became the final frame
From our school archive
That day everyone was fun
Everyone was glad
And after a while
Remember dreary.

I sit and turn over
School album
How many memories
Store his pages
It seems years
Passed one day
And the corridors of the school
Everyone continues to dream
It seems like before
We are sitting at the desk
And then he will call the call from the lesson
And everything started, from the usual start
When we crossed the school threshold.

Do not forget the school ...
And don't forget each other ...