Текст песни Чили - Лето

Summer picked up paint
Want to yellow , you want red
And green , wander through the alleys

By midnight blue , gray
And the most distant white
Clouds nomadic catch

Summer picked up the thread
What happened - see
And understand that we need to understand

By orange boulevards
Asleep on the sidewalks
Clouds nomadic search

Summer picked up paint
It was just a fairy tale
It was with us, so as not to repeat

Suddenly the wind blows the leaves
And knocking on the window fall
And calling to him to wash off the paint