Текст песни Уральские Пельмени - Лето

Nights were longer, they became later than the sun.
I woke up with me no longer.
Over the window clouds hung low.
I went to the kitchen, and there is a note.

Zucchini under the bed, mom in the apartment.
Cabbage in Kadushka, under a papal guy.
Birch brooms, on the mezzanine,
Groove and watched, reach the brine.
Plum jam, in the cellar somewhere.
I gone, do not miss, kiss, summer!