Текст песни Коля Серга - Вечер встречи

All will gather near the school,
They will start to recognize each other,
And someone will come out, suddenly, so familiar,
With gray paint on his temples,
Oh, how many years ago we fled,
Who flew where,
They met, and did not recognize,
Though remembered sometimes.

Pieces of chalk on a blackboard,
Bulls sneak in the garages,
The bottom is black, the top is white,
Fizra, bench, I'm in shoes,
From the three tears in my eyes,
And it's hard to go home,
The paste is turning blue on my hands,
Well, I wish I could graduate soon! I'm so tired I want to go home ....

And someone important became such,
All in the phone even at the table,
Another, with a trembling hand,
Came to get drunk to forget about everything,
Someone came here on Bentley,
Someone in the old Zhiguli,
Well, someone a month ago
I was taken away with my feet. But everyone remembers:

It will be time to diverge,
Some will go home,
And the rest will have fun,
Gathered by a drunken crowd,
And it seemed to be so welcome,
And everything was so fun,
But, despite this on the pillow,
Leave a wet spot .... After all, do not return us

Curved candlestick on the works,
The key on the desk was "I was here"
From the corn pile on his hands,
Notes «I love you»,
Eight with tea, a white bow,
And on the control itself is not its own,
Guys, who has my option,
Well, as soon as the graduation,
I'm so tired, I want to go home!