When I was in my twenties

And there will be no continuation, and we soon gonna separate.
And golden autumn chill my head and hang some stars on firmament.
And you are gonna remain random with kiss to me in your palm holding.
On to the most cold, windiest pier, when everybody bid farewell, trembling…

I`m gonna bath this girl in fountain!
I`m gonna paint her portrait on the street!
And what I gonna do at night I know for certain –
I thought like that when I was in my twenties…

And continuation would be night, when you`re mine, but not his one.
When all in hands of the first date, and there is nothing from last one.
When all was still just like on photo, and when night wanted to be longer.
For continuation, not suffice just only simple couple days…

I`m gonna bath this girl in fountain!
I`m gonna paint her portrait on the street!
And what I gonna do at night I know for certain –
I thought like that when I was in my twenties…

There won`t reproach and won`t be marry, and there will not be a new chance.
There is no need in bitter sequels, let`s make this teardrop dulcet.
Let`s all it ends at the beginning with the cute smile on your face.
On to the most cold, windiest pier without a sequel at the close…

I`m gonna bath this girl in fountain!
I`m gonna paint her portrait on the street!
And what I gonna do at night I know for certain –
I thought like that when I was in my twenties…