Текст песни Александр Шапиро - Аленка

Softly lit, go out to the balcony,
To your Alenka not disrupt sleep,
Sweet smoke swirls, flies away,
Again I can not sleep in a fantastic night.

Somewhere later rustled taxi
Cloud passed over, sad month,
The breeze rustles the leaves of the carotid,
Only you do not hear a story in reality.

Sleeps Alenka my quiet childhood dream,
rowan thin sheet whispers outside,
What a dream her dreams, wants to tell,
Night wing knocking at the old house again.

Let your dreams Alenka cornflowers,
Stebelechek thin in the river,
May you dream of the song of the nightingale,
Scarlet lightning, and of course I am.

That we were there together, day after day,
To tender gaze my house was warmed,
To day was bright, well, the night is dark,
That all came to pass as in a good dream,
That all came to pass as in a good dream.