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You raised a toast for the world to love me. You didn’t drink for me to love the world. You drank for I wouldn’t forget you. But I had nothing to remember about us anyway. Refr. No, I can not turn back, I can’t change my life path again. Time leads us ahead, not back. No, I can’t get up to your heights. That year it was spring, and maybe a blizzard. God did not notice us, and did not predict happiness. You lay down in my diary, and maybe in bed. And maybe along my fate, or maybe across. As in those years, our desires are simple. From the look of passionate eyes - to the hand touch. Time passes - still the same are me and you. Naive as then, and just as distant one from another. #ностальгия #грустныепесни #ностальгическиепесни #мелодичныепесни #песниоюности #драматическиепесни #песниоразлуке #nostalji #hüzünlüşarkıları #nostaljikşarkıları #gençliğinşarkıları #melodikşarkıları