Текст песни Точка росы - Настя

We met under a starry sky
She was 15 minutes late
And whispers: "Sorry, these are the hands of a book
I was not allowed to see you "

Don't hang a bucket for a month -
Everything will rain on the ground,
Will ring a bell in the grass
The joy that fell from the first star.

A boring garden, a sly look ...
Nastya scattered the meaning of all my dreams
And the stubborn rain pulls by the thread,
And he rests against the Crimean Bridge ...

I'm sitting on the arch of the bridge opposite
Do you want, Nastya, I will help you?
And we pull on the stubborn rain
And he rests against the Crimean Bridge ...

March 95g.