Текст песни Ольга Макеева - Сюжет

If tomorrow it will rain
Heavy pounding on the roof,
I probably will not hear,
As you enter timidly
At home, entangled in the rain
Infinite gold thread,
How offended mortally,
Hlopnesh door, leaving,
Conversely priydesh not -
If tomorrow it will rain ...

If tomorrow will be snow
I, whirling, flying forward,
I probably would not notice
In this white veil
Your sad silhouette
In the window opening,
Running past the house,
Where do you live for so many years,
Forgetting about me -
When will it snow tomorrow ...

If tomorrow will be light -
Pure, Rainbow, Heaven -
Punching sheer beam
The clouds strapped dawn
humming December
Songs of summer sun,
I wake up, warmed by heat,
And believe me, that I love.
So to change the story,
If tomorrow there will be light.