Текст песни Ерашова Татьяна - Хмурится высоко...автор Е Медведева

Frowns high
There is a brown cloud in the sky.
It's a pity you are so far away,
It’s a pity that it’s not near, not around.
In the golden south
You paint your body brown
You’re getting younger and getting high
Spitting on the Khmari metropolitan.
Your sea is seething
Foaming sea off the coast.
It’s a pity that we have a spleen
The sky has been raining since Monday.
I'm not offended no
I do not envy the small.
It’s a pity there’s only no sea -
Thunderstorms, but dew with fogs.
You are in your south
Remember the gray-eyed thunderstorm.
Something in me is moping
Could the Khmari be contagious?
Frowns high
There is a brown cloud in the sky.
How far are you
Why aren’t you near, not around? ..