Текст песни Льёт холодный дождь... - И нечем укрыться

July air floated
Above the city in the night,
So were the words
And his lips are hot ...

A summer on the arm
Gad, out of place,
Confessions and hopes
Granted the Shooting Stars ...

Crazy summer we
Gad, out of place,
And his feet easily
Drop or Shooting Stars ...

the trough drunk
Love intoxicating wine,
And in the morning spilled
It is the rain from heaven.

Chorus:
Pouring cold rain, and there is nothing to hide ...
Summer deceived us, and love
I re-read the signs on their faces.
But you will not find among them ...

II
We did not know you,
As summer turns us,
And first love
There can not be eternal,

Seemed world in window
Clear and simple,
And even a little warmer
The cold light of the moon ...

And there was a huge world -
Clear and simple,
The trough summer we
Wine drunken love,

Granted us dreams
And arguments about anything ...
And in the morning spilled
It is the rain from heaven.

Chorus:
Pouring cold rain, and there is nothing to hide ...
Summer deceived us, and love
I re-read the signs on their faces.
But you will not find among them ...