Dzhina Stoeva and Kevi Stoeva
Oh, years good years, how fast remain behind?
Nee are not the same carefree May and wiser and with anxious faces.
Oh, years good years, falling like autumn leaves
photos silent and speak to us and fill us with a smile and sadness.
youth, youth how’re flying, hurry never ask,
memories remain only home over our soul.
but how do you know just what pain, what sadness is,
night gets old, but steeped in loneliness.
Remember, my sister, we drove with you every day,
but without you I can not now, your most loyal friend for me.
remember, my sister, our first trembling in love,
were small, remember? then and now we have children.