Fifteen years EN 1.0

Fifteen years, fifteen winters, fifteen spring holidays, fifteen yellow leaves of summers, and we are still so young. Days pass, life passes, The gray hair becomes more noble, We forget to simply live, we have measured out centuries for ourselves. Fifteen years, fifteen winters, fifteen spring holidays, fifteen yellow leaves of summers, and we are still so young. How many times do we have left with you to see the sea surf, To see mountains and seas, To gather together by the fire. Fifteen years, fifteen winters, fifteen spring holidays, fifteen yellow leaves of summers, and we are still so young. Think about it, my friends, don't miss your vacations, Not many times are allotted, To gather together in a good hour. Fifteen years, fifteen winters, fifteen spring holidays, fifteen yellow leaves of summers, and we are still so young.