Текст песни Крылатов Евгений - Дуэт Мэри и Берты - За чаем

Alone at tea
We desperately miss,
In the evening a warm tea
Without the favorite easy.
But suddenly, unexpectedly
Maybe later, maybe sooner,
Maybe next will close
Those who were far away.

Alone at tea
We desperately miss,
Those in whom we have no soul tea
Do not ever come back.
No favorite grow old,
Only tea warmed the soul,
A die for white light
Not a trace remains.

If the heart is not cool,
That the Lord will not leave us,
Do not leave, do not leave,
Only believe, my friend, believe.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, suddenly,
Maybe later, maybe sooner,
Day Is night whether, in the morning
Knock on the door of happiness.
Day Is night whether, in the morning
Knock on the door of happiness.