Favorite singer back on stage
And the public expects the truth from her.
But the truth is...Melts, melts gradually,
The singer whispers, but no longer sings!
Today there are no those forces and there is no passion,
Years go, not to put them anywhere.
And time, because it is not in our power,
I would never have gone on stage!
Once again I want to Shine, sparkle,
Give the last shout to the public.
What you want, that will not come true,
Your soul is not going to fly.
We always need to leave on time,
To remain in the memory of the people.
And we want to Shine at the end of the road,
But it's a different time of year!
Look-autumn, yellowed poplars,
And their faces have been cracking with boredom for a long time.
For a long time in pampering you can not enter,
And life has bailed us out!