Текст песни Песни орлятского круга - Зонтики

This city has invented an artist,
People there did not know what the rain,
Nothing they did not know about it.
These are the people that lived in the city.
Only one crank, in white coat wearing,
Umbrellas sold there in winter and summer.
And it seemed very strange to people it.
And laughed that people in the city.

Chorus:
Lord - the hearth, buy an umbrella,
White umbrella, yellow umbrella,
Blue umbrella, red umbrella
White umbrella, yellow umbrella
It may be useful to you.

Houses there were all made from plasticine
From empty boxes cars.
And without fear of any harm
Young people living in the city is.
Little had been caring for people,
They went to the theater and the cinema with the work,
In the evening in the entrance of kissing someone.
And laughed that people in the city.

Chorus.

Small sky once soaked.
In a small glass windows trembled.
And a huge rain came pounding on the roofs.
Runny nose and grabbed people in the city is.
Here people remembered about the old merchant,
They rushed to look for him in all the bazaars.
But the trader had disappeared with their goods,
And there was only a song of his.

Chorus.