Текст песни Володя Юрковский - из к.ф. Оранжевая любовь

Moscow and the ashes of cigarettes
And again the night under the lanterns
Cold white loose snow
I dream on long nights

The sound of the freeway, the clink of coins
Mingled in an equal duel
And there are a couple of questionnaires on the table
And a photo in black and white.

The phone rings.
No I can not. Come on for tomorrow.
And we will postpone the meeting,
Leaving contacts in memory.

The hum of trains, people in the subway.
Rush hour and nerves at the limit.
And now I'm at home, it's warm here
Hot tea and warm the walls.

After all, my life is one.
One love, one and heaven.
And I will probably say - YES.
The one who will wait for the summer with me.

And tomorrow is another day again
Calm quietly evenly
Hot coffee and bed
Rush hour and nerves at the limit.