Текст песни Сергей Бабкин - О тебе

about you, about you from morning to night
rustles the leaves on the trees.
about you over the windows open,
leaving a trail of white feathers,
clouds float ...

about you rain and thunderstorms are eternal dispute,
stars falling from the sky burned, and re-ignite.
about you from the mountains avalanche rushing down
and to the ground without touching it, crumble ...

about you waves beating against the shore in a storm,
ships, the ones that first time in flight,
Swallows and repent.
poultry flocks of you pierce height,
fly south, and in the spring
again returned.

about you at night, says Luna,
colorful bunch of lights reflected in the glasses.
about you under the feet of the Earth floats ...
I would hug her, but she was all soaked to the skin ...

I would hug her, but she was all soaked to the skin ...