Текст песни Андрей Макаревич и Машина Времени - Я снова жду...

Again I wait for autumn colds,
I think they already blew.
And Autumn begins in July
Sudden withering gardens
We do not notice how we were deceived,
Blinded in caves cities ...

And it will be a closed path straight
According to one that has a range of properties.
Slowly, ever further from each other,
And now I do not hear my voice.
And it seems we shared a blizzard,
And no one will go home.

And what a scream no one will turn back,
And the wounded will not bring water.
From this water goes to the bottom of the well,
leave as predveschenie trouble.
It will go to the bottom and never come back ...

I again seven-man
A cold field at sunrise,
And foot long, long snow
and I go on about the coming summer,
Flowering gardens, river floods,
But the white winter in the white light ...