Текст песни Олег Погудин - В Городском саду играет духовой оркестр

In the city park plays a brass band,
On a bench where you sit, there are no seats available,
From that eh, that smells like lime, il dew glistens,
From you such beautiful eyes or take.

It has been almost half the world I
With this, you are not met,
And I think not thought of,
What I'm meeting you.

Know like you probably do not have a beautiful,
To ever won the heart of a sailor,
Across the seas, the oceans is easy for me to go
But like you can see there is no way desirable.

It has been almost half the world I
With this, you are not met,
And I think not thought of,
What I'm meeting you.

This is the dawn of spring dampens the stars in the pond.
But nothing has changed in the city park.
On a bench where you sit, there are no available seats.
In the city park plays a brass band.