Текст песни Александр Заславский - Летослов

What will end in late August
It will start until October
Summer wait, and think - please
And, thank you for you for you.
What will end, will not end
Does not drown in water sunset
The wind in the house will not be ashamed
And goes on bare trails.
And I can not believe that it will change
Stars and drops in the sky set
Summer will meet with us somewhere
The calendar behind the windows is not a fence.
In kisses Summer, in the arms
At stops in the middle of all
In the alleys, in the trees, in the tablecloths
And in words that are not for everyone.