Текст песни А в августе - В.Леонтьев

A IN AUGUST (V. LEONTIEV)

                                (loss)

     1. I almost dreamed about the past -
        What a rare luck
        And you woke up crying bitterly
        Calling me out of the dark.

     R: | And in August, jasmine bloomed, |
        | And in September, dogrose. |
        | I dreamed of you alone - | 2r
        | All your troubles are the culprit. |

                                (loss)

     2.And I was taller and slimmer
        And even maybe younger
        And in memory of our glorious days
        I did not know - what to do, God.

     R: the same; (losing) R: the same; (loss)