Текст песни Елена Касьян - Скворец

Give me, stark, corner
In the old house, in this scholar, the abyss of fresh glue,
Where is still silently lonely
Old janitor, dust sweeping with an alley.
Save me, starling, corner.
I'll put it quietly when the poplar starts fluffing,
And in the SUTUTER SWITRA SAD Parent
Will wait for someone, peering into the windows.
And the April Moon will be cleaned,
The old janitor will celebrate from the grass of Rosink,
And the fragments are sipped spring,
And clutch somewhere in the middle itself.
And perhaps this woman will pass
It looks up inquisitive, incolment, but still inquisitive!
In order, the star, I need a corner,
To enter the moment Spring overflow.