Текст песни К. Шульженко - О чем шептал мне старый сад

Something is whispering to me in the garden
Dropping your outfit
And the stars are all in a row
Something ringing for me
I touch the branches with my shoulder -
They sigh
But who will tell me
What about what?

Something is whispering to me in the garden
It's like meeting you glad
Benches in a row
And they also say
About something over the creek
The wind sang to me
But who will tell me
What about what?

Probably waiting for flowers
When you come to them,
And about you alone
The foliage rustles around
(Your steps rustle,
Now I know,
What was whispering to me
My old garden.) 2p.