Текст песни Екатерина Болдырева - В городе дождь

Sang autumn to bossa nova, fell silent and in a new way
Take me into your arms. How could I lie to myself
You have a cold again. Cold evening, boring dinner
A look in the fog of anticipation. I don't want a husband like that.

Usually winter will come, veins will shrink
Feelings are unchangeable, but I trade walls
Scandals, scenes will give way gradually
The absolute comfort of my little universe.

Chorus:

It's raining in the city
And every umbrella looks like for him
On target
Sad at heart

Yes, and there is sadness in the city
I'm sorry I won't be back
Get gifts back
Take back my keys

From trees leaves like postcards, like spring passages
They fly, find rest under the heels of pedestrians
I shouldn't scold myself for being different
For the whims and surprises that I did for you

Usually winter will come and change
Will be as frank as I am with you
You will certainly return soon from captivity
To the absolute comfort of your little universe

Chorus:
It's raining in the city
And every umbrella looks like for him
On target
Sad at heart

Yes, and there is sadness in the city
I'm sorry I won't be back
Get gifts back
Take back my keys