Текст песни Визбор Юрий - женщина , ведущая такси..

Oh look what clouds
Built along our romance
As if the past centuries
They give us a mysterious and strange sign.

And a strange abundance of flowers
And it's strange that the cafe is not closed.
And women in orange coats
Inaudible, as the water lilies float.

Oh, look at yourself
In the minute reflection of the shop window
Where mannequins are rare to mourn
And the wavy cars roll.

Where a thin hand fluctuates
Among the unremarkable passers-by
Where you stand like a beast
And she looks like a funny angel.

Please, please save me
Don't throw me on stone flour
But the woman driving the taxi
Finds a house called separation.

And you leave cheerfully, easily
The yard is emptying, the universe is emptying ...
Only gentle cloud bottoms
Hanging over the world all night, waiting.

1970