Текст песни Сергей Пелевин. сл. Мария Елагина - Ботанический сад

BOTANICAL GARDEN

lyrics - Maria Elagina
music - Sergey Pelevin

In black and white lace stitches
Inadvertently intertwined passing
Like mistakes in a piece of notebook paper,
Silvery threads of rain ...

The botanical garden is close to night
Even the smell of flowers is lazy
Only quietly they prophesy parting
Unbraided curls of willows.

Only in dresses of crumpled peonies
Waiting for reckless love again
But Mendelssohn's solemn march
The nightingales will no longer sing to them.

Well, the maples will nod: “Everything passes,
This is a dream, this will also pass. "
And leads to sinful thoughts
The flower that blooms only at night.

Our life will be lost forever
How water flows into the sand.
More to me in this pre-sunset garden
Never come back.

Where we roamed the alleys with you
And they talked lightly, about nothing,
And the embarrassed sun, alley,
We were caressed with a washed beam.