Текст песни Валентин Вихорев - Мокрый клён за окном

Wet maple outside the window
  ( V. Vikhorev )

  Wet maple outside the window ,
  The noise of the rain on the glass ,
  Why are you of the past
  Song giving me ?
  Who said that I passed ,
  What I do not raise the hands ,
  What I broke with the song ,
  That backpack is not collected?

  I will gather in a backpack ,
  What gave me
  From the paths and roads,
  From friends and anxieties :
  Sky Blue Blue,
  Rocks blinding grin ...
  Dates you otodvin ,
  I did not tell her .