Текст песни Тюльканов - Детство не вернуть

Forgotten old courtyard, like a wounded bird.
Swing in the courtyard and childhood corner. Everything around the houses of dull faces is deserted.
Baby laughter is not heard, and the courtyard is lonely.

So far, we have not expect a miracle for a lot of years.
It seems to us that let the years fly faster.
And childhood, very sorry, sometimes do not notice.
We grow up, it leaves forever.

As birds from the nest, we will pour off the house.
Each of us has its own way in life.
And with him we only store Tom from the children's album.
They remind us that childhood cannot be returned!