Текст песни Евгений Белоусов - Такое Короткое Лето

A little more, and again swallow the wind,
And the blue sky clouds possess
And everything that happened between us that night,
Slightly ridiculous suddenly become distant.
This short summer,
Such volatile days!
We end our magazine,
But you keep it all the same!
A little more, and tan fade south,
Zatyanesh in streams of golden hair knot
And I do not smile and wet pearl,
You will attract into your network tender.
This short summer,
Such volatile days!
We end our magazine,
But you keep it all the same!
A little rain and sorrow cool,
And we are with you will be dissolved in the bustle,
And someone's lips in the hour of love you will wake up,
And you shiver with fright, not those
This short summer,
Such volatile days!
We end our magazine,
But you keep it all the same!