Текст песни Алёна Иванцова - Маэстро

Behind a wall of coastal streets, the sun stretched gently
And took refuge in the mirror dreams of water
And in a ridiculous old house, it's a little lazy and familiar
The jazz orchestra is with you on you.

And when evening comes, resting carefree
People will come to the maestro again
He will sing as he was young and beautiful and crazy
Tomorrow again and so what year.

Chorus:
Nobody ever waits for him again
And he sings about what has long been sung
And won't come, she'll never come
Only he is waiting for a dream somewhere nearby.

And in the morning everything calms down, the noisy city falls asleep
To find my day again
He will go wearily to the sea, so familiar and calm
To find my love.

Chorus.

It's evening again and the orchestra will ask the guy inappropriately:
Well, old, when yours comes
And he will answer: "Boy, I sing for those who hear
But he doesn't believe and doesn't expect anything. "

Chorus.

Music and lyrics: L. Agutin