Текст песни Андрей Венцерев - Лето

Chorus:
Summer. There is no penny in my pocket
Summer. Hour from sunset to dawn
Summer. I look forward to hearing:
How to make it so that it was forever summer.

I rest in the shine on the sand.
Some kind of beetle crawls in my hand.
In the sun as in hell, in the shadow plus 37
Under this sun, I will now at all.

Chorus.

All water will evaporate in the quarry.
Frogs squabble to the rain, but it is nonsense:
Today I heard on the radio forecast,
And for such a forecast to beat in the eye and in the nose.

Chorus.

But September is not far away.
And the sun shines not so high.
I know, sweat flows around the face.
I know this summer is nearing an end.

Chorus:
Summer, you flew like a bottle.
But even a little bit, and your song Spet.
Summer. And no way back
Sing to the end about this summer.