Текст песни Леонид Агутин - Это стук под крышей

Night, moon, and in the sky clouds,
Dahl light and not really high.
Night, crickets, and circle head
He calls high grass.

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That's what yes this is a roof knock
This is something that can not hear anyone.
This is a high grass voice
On that side
That's what yes this is a roof knock
This is something that can not hear anyone.
This is the time of the arrival of the moon
On that side

Smoke sails fog on the river
And something lures there in the attic
Snow will go in the morning, but first
He calls high grass.

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Where the grass grew, now the river flows,
But still lives the color of fern
Little will leave, fire does not burn, the wings of the light pins palm
Behind the river in the grass wanders white horse

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