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How many years have flashed, terrible to remember!
We travel the world destiny,
But in a meeting with the beloved school
We always gathered together.
Here and now a familiar face
Smiles shine again.
And the soul is calling us to have fun,
Not dried up in her love for school.
We congratulate each other on meeting
Schoolmates close-knit family,
Remembering those who Evening
For some reason it is not coming.
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Exciting meeting classmates -
The ability to meet again with my childhood.
One of the good and spiritual holidays
What makes us forget friends.
Graduates of different years of proud
And the school that has taken us into the flight,
And staff who work
We wish many, many years.
I congratulate all those who took time,
I came to school, dropping everything.
Let us cast off the burden of the past years,
Let's be glad that fate brought us.
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My friends, the graduates of the past years!
Growing up we are, but from year to year
Of youth need to become hi,
What we have gathered, not looking at the weather.
February frost did not blow out the fire,
What's in everyone's heart kindled bright.
After meeting with the childhood for you and for me
The more expensive of the precious gift.
We sincerely congratulate all today:
Teachers, friends of old.
Let the school again sound our laughter,
And our childhood would look through the gray.
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The transience of time, classmates,
How many years has flown by since then,
As we sat in the school for the party,
Looking at the teacher point blank ...
What all paths have since passed much
And not yet explored by road.
So after all, we remember today,
How, then, he was not alone.
What was the joy, fun,
How selfless dreams.
Let these wonderful moments
Do not ever fade. Bridges,
What we are now transferred to the childhood
Never let it alone will not burn.
Remember, what was the fall
Many years and many winters ago?
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Past goes - it's true,
And about it we do not need to be sad.
As a child, the sun was beaming -
Do not forget us this:
School, where we learned at their desks,
Strictly as always teachers.
How many whole-hearted joy,
How silly, windy ploys.
We sit as before classmates
We mourn for the school desk.
The past is gone, but not in vain after all,
Above all, what was given to us.
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Exciting occasion today,
After meeting newly graduates
And sad, and a bit difficult,
After so much time has passed.
We have changed, matured,
Have each family,
But we remember how his eyes were burning,
And were the principal friends.
How cool is now touch
Particles of the past again.
In childhood a little bit back,
And suddenly turn back the clock.
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