Přátelé stárnou [English translation]

What years it were!

One can see those years at us,

when we were going with gang

playing in dark cellars

It was era of beginnings,

everyone of us would give

Their own heart to the banks*

for the sounds they played

From our big plans

Remained just smoke

and until someone presupposed,

we were in green

Two years were long

They splited us,

now devil took them

and we play again

Friends get older,

it's because the years are going by

Friends get older,

it's because the years are going by

What years it were!

One can see those years at us,

When we were almost fifteen,

I wouldn't like to be in those times again

That, what I'm playing for you today

you don't have to know

we love heavy music

and we don't want to give up for it