Текст песни Киоск - Открытка с юга

Instead of counting and newspapers
The postman brought the envelope
He writes familiar handwriting
A couple of lines on a sheet of cardboard
Left summer warm greetings

In every word and smile of sadness
Each letter of the part of you
In each phrase were
Sleepless nights June, July, August
Dots say for itself

I come from the south postcard
Maybe next year
We will see each other
May be
In the meantime, excite the mind
Separate phrases and memories
May be

Capital strength enslaved
Faceless people and Gray Avenue
He writes familiar handwriting
A couple of lines on a sheet of cardboard
Left summer warm greetings