When it gets dark, birds settle down
I close my eyes, I see only your face
and your body, narrow suit
like once, when it was just black and white
Some pictures(memories, pictures from the past)are passing because of so many stories
I just remember the olives and the sea
where we once made love until dawn
like in a movie ''Fairy summer''*
alone on the beach, nobody asked anything
Some pictures are passing because of so many stories
And if they let me (that), and if they prohibit (that) to me
even when I remember, I only remember beautiful days
Some pictures are passing because of so many stories
Some pictures are passing every night
We lived all winter from summer
sun and the sea, anywhere wasn't anybody to bother us
when some nice girl pass across the seafront
somebody tells - dude, she's bombastic
Some pictures are passing because of so many stories
And if they let me (that), and if they prohibit (that) to me
even when I remember, I only remember beautiful days
Some pictures are passing because of so many stories
Some pictures are passing every night