Літнім ранком, дитячим сміхом
Спогади щастя гріють у безсонну ніч.
Безтурботність, наївність, щирість,
Ті, ким були ми, лишились вдалині.
Ми не пройшли цей тест, не здали іспит,
Не пронесли вогонь цей крізь життя.
Ми лиш змінились, стали інші,
Тих цінностей дитинства вже нема.
Ці спогади дорожчі
Ніж усі гроші на землі,
Це те, що не забути,
Найкраще, що живе в мені!
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VALUES
With a summer morning, childrens' laughter,
memories of happiness keep warm in sleepless night.
Serenity, naivety, honesty,
those who we were, stay far behind
We didn't take the test, didn't pass the exam,
didn't keep this fire throughout our lives.
We just changed, became others,
and childhood's values vanished in disguise
These memories are more to me,
than any world's money,
it's what's unforgotten, intimately
the best, what lives inside of me.
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