Текст песни Кошка Сашка - Дождь

Just look at the rain,
In light droplet on the glass,
In light trembling lights,
On smooth pavement wax.

Look at the rain!
Oh, God, how to face you
Cold light of empty courtyards,
My love.

Under the rustle of silence melts,
And the door slams entrance,
We do not collect all the drops
Over a lifetime,

Are you paid in full
Night rain, and this nonsense -
A narrow ledge call of fly,
Run quickly!

Today, the city is empty for us
Today we played jazz
Beardless boy
On the sloping roof slope.
Oh, do not be late,
Until stopped playing
This with fancy
Wings baby.

And we were in a hurry as they could.
But the city is full of people,
And around the corner from the tram
You can hear the call.
Not warm the cold lips,
On the face of resentment is not erased,
And his Lunar Saxophone
Already wet.
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