The Gypsy In the city of stone, according to the legend, do not look into the past, there is no soul of yours, if we are cold, then everything is new, and the tears of the young are running in attraction down the maniac. I will never forget you, oh yes, I will never see you again, you hear? Only when I breathe with you, oh yes, I'm still young, I'm still young. I will never forget you, oh yes, I will never see you again, you hear? Only when I breathe with you, oh yes, I'm still young, I'm still young. I will never forget you, oh yes, I will never see you again, you hear? Only when I breathe with you, oh yes, I'm still young, I'm still young. I will never forget you, oh yes, I will never see you again, you hear? Only when I breathe with you, oh yes, I'm still young, I'm still young. I will never forget you, oh yes, I will never see you again, you hear? Only when I breathe with you, oh yes, I'm still young, I'm still young. I will never forget you, oh yes, I will never see you again, you hear? Only when I breathe with you, oh yes, I'm still young, I'm still young. My thoughts about the time that I was with you have not yet melted in the city of stones.