Текст песни Александр Новиков - Это не лето

Time is slowly taking
Cleaver.
Birds in the next day again -
Sky swing with a gray string ...

Squeeze. Twist. And suddenly in the soul
How I Failed -
This is my term on the outcome already
And in honor of him from the sky - warm ...

But this is not summer.
It is warm that yesterday did not kill the winter.
Instead of fire, by a throat, he will get everyone.
This is not summer
And therefore the leaf is circling and beats crazy,
And it is not in a hurry to part with the sky.

Letters - Zamasya from afar -
Shreds heat.
They will not send them to the fire -
All in them and so in the coal of the dottle.

To count and go back -
I do not have time.
In each of them instead of a deck point
Cool and burns. And trying to warm ...