Our teenage age you are beautiful The soul revolts, demanding only the truth from others When you consider yourself adult and free But, and around, repeat that you the child and you are sillier than them
You look for understanding everywhere And only friends these years will understand You go with them through fire and water Being exempted from the last children's fetters
That pain and tears will be not forgotten by heart Loss of the friend, or refusal of a tender sentiment And the laughter of age-mates, sneers can When the mistake was made by you at all
But time rushes, will run those years That in souls will creep in forever Only memory will disturb us And to return in unique years! vot chto podcherknyla mozhet bit' ne pravil'no!
After a hard week with gray working weekdays come long-awaited weekend. It seems there were many plans for this free time, but most of them just want to lie on the sofa and watch movies or just sitting on the Internet to read what new is going on social sites, where he is registered. Now once a week I work with the teacher is optional and first thing in the weekend doing what I asked. I am sure that a good knowledge of a foreign language will help me in the future. At home in the weekends I always clean my room and the apartment though I don't like to do . And when the parents go to the grocery store you watch and entertain the sister I . And I in the evenings I like to draw , watch TV and just relax from a busy day.
The soul revolts, demanding only the truth from others
When you consider yourself adult and free
But, and around, repeat that you the child and you are sillier than them
You look for understanding everywhere
And only friends these years will understand
You go with them through fire and water
Being exempted from the last children's fetters
That pain and tears will be not forgotten by heart
Loss of the friend, or refusal of a tender sentiment
And the laughter of age-mates, sneers can
When the mistake was made by you at all
But time rushes, will run those years
That in souls will creep in forever
Only memory will disturb us
And to return in unique years!
vot chto podcherknyla mozhet bit' ne pravil'no!