Oh, how I wish to be, oh, how I wish to be an adult Not to walk with the whirlwinds, not to walk with the whirlwinds and with the braids And now they call me, and now they call me a spider Oh, how I wish to look into my childhood, oh, how I wish to look into my childhood An ordinary story, an ordinary story A little sad for everyone, a little sad for everyone, no more Let's take a rare breath, let's take a rare breath in the past In the past, in the past There is love at any age, there is love at any age, good, good always And we are still given love, that the whole world remembered with it So as never to tear it to the bottom, you and me are given love We will give her two wings, so that she is always high So that the starry wave will wake up with you, the wave Our life has opened the world, our life has opened the world, thank her For what we see, for what we see beautiful And even the simple snow, and even the simple snow that falls Captivates us with beauty, captivates us with beauty and pleases And maybe that's why, and maybe that's why we are happy We are happy That in life we are involved in everything, that in life we are involved in everything We are involved Let us rarely sigh, let us rarely sigh about the past About the past There is good in any age, there is good in any age Good, good always And we are still given love, so that the whole world is filled with it So that you never exhaust it to the bottom, you and me are given love We will give her a wing so that she is always high So that she calls the space behind her with tears Called We will give her a wing so that she is always high So that she calls the space behind her with tears Called Called