Текст песни Лёха - Рисунок лета

Light distant stars ,
The color of the evening window
I draw on the canvas in the morning .
Noise birches I draw ,
Storms and lightning noisy ,
Too bad you can not draw
Your indifferent glance
And only a year ago
You pour me tea ,
And accidentally fell from a glass hands.

I verses reveal
Those that I sometimes
So long ago I wrote a winter day .
Snow then came so early ,
And November was strange ...

Chorus 2x :
Figure summer
picture light
I finished - let dry watercolor .
Figure light,
Figure summer
I will give passers-by in the yard .