Текст песни стихи - Игорь Орлов - Чья-то Любовь...

In the window from the street summer squints
Wind the window flew
And Shakes tulle.
And drawn
Bunny sunny, rogue-urchin
Refracted taken
Reflected in a hurry
In a draft him chasing dust,
And umaetsya, standing in the doorway
Perceptible, barely a visible
Inspiration
Just a moment
Totally unique ...
Outside the window, a phantom - a sad face
Just fancies clouds crowded
And the forecast for rain this time
It's amazing just come true
Going to pour now
In the window from the street sky clouds
In sills knock-postuk
Bubbles, look, formed
In pools sulk, only to suddenly
Something seems to tears roll
Flowing down her cheeks, again and again
All drenched in summer dress
Wandering in the yard somebody Love ....