Текст песни Анна Снаткина - Я повзраслела

I grew up on the whole summer,
Autumn bumped, yellowed newspapers,
Flocks to the south stretched aircraft
Well, I'm waiting for someone.
Radio sings his new song
The fact that there is a spring, and it is so wonderful;
Only people in their winter worries dressed
Well. Where are you, my love, where are you?
Etc. Again I had a dream this summer:
Flocks of clouds, boat fishermen.
I never believed in omens,
Again, I lost love,
Again lost love ....
I grew up on the whole summer,
The song spread to the second verse;
Flats are getting more expensive, it has become fashionable to lose weight;
Well, where are you, my love, answer.
Above the town the fog, the rain comes unceasingly;
I love you so much, but the call will not.
Phone numbers have become longer again,
When you come back to me?
May you dream of our summer:
Flocks of clouds, boat fishermen.