Текст песни В.Трошин - Нелетная погода

Words K.Vashenkin
Music Ya. Frenkel

Here again, the weather is not
Here again I found the shadow in the sun.
It seems that we are waiting for half a year,
So he is a null, muddy this day.
Trains went on schedule,
And over us is rare smoke.
Near Moscow, Kazan and Ryazan
At the airfields we sit.

Chorus:
Pouring rain from the sky
Screenshots of the gutter.
Non-flying weather,
Non-good fate.

You probably wait for me tired
Where the month is shining blue,
And stand cloudless gave
Over calm your head.
Just do not judge too strictly
What again I will not get to you.
I am at home your road -
As if on the neighboring star.

Chorus.

But the motors are monophonic,
Accelerating the grass waves,
And from the airfield concrete
We rush straight into blue.
We rip out somewhere leaving
Your slow train.
For now, all the rain and rain without the edge,
Small cold water.

Chorus.