Текст песни Марина Девятова и Баян Микс - Разговоры

TALKING

Maples are drunk by the roadside
The breeze ruffled their curls,
I know for sure tonight
Until morning I could not sleep again.
You follow me like a boy
Spring splashes in your eyes
In our three-story town
You can't find happier than the two of us.

CHORUS:
Walking-wandering, walking-wandering conversations,
All the neighbors look at me reproachfully,
They say we will part with you soon
Only this is talk, talk.

And the town cannot calm down,
Again the maples wave their hand from a distance,
They don't care who was older or who is younger
At the hour when we kissed over the river.
Maybe spring will end one day
We will meet autumn alone,
Only this, only this does not matter
Don't bother me, people, to be happy for me.