Текст песни Евгения Ангер - Я без ума от вечернего лета

I'm crazy about summer evening,
When the wine is tastier and sweeter.
When you can walk scantily clad,
At home no one waits and does not say.

I'm crazy about the warm wind from the river,
What confuses hair like ears of wheat.
Despite the fact that far from all me -
You keep me dreaming.

And yet I'm crazy night Arbat,
Where glow signs and smells of beer.
And let lips longing slightly bitter,
I continue to walk slowly ..

Flashing green light guys,
So you can go forward again.
Tomorrow I have my cake puff
Treating a complete stranger people.

Because friends do not leave any person,
Saturday-Saturday, not a day for guests.
It is on the whole vast planet
From me, no one does not expect the news.

E.Anger 2013