Текст песни Сергей Бабкин - О тебе

about you, about you from morning to night
rustles the leaves on the trees.
about you over the windows open,
leaving a trail of white feathers,
clouds float ...

of you rain and thunderstorms are eternal dispute,
the stars falling from the sky burned, and re-ignite.
for you to rush down the mountain avalanches
and to the ground without touching it, it crumbles ...

about you on the waves beating against the shore in a storm,
ships, those that for the first time in the flight,
Swallows and repent.
about you bird flocks pierce height,
fly south, and in the spring
again returned.

about you at night, says Luna,
multicolored bunches of lights reflected in the glasses.
about you under your feet the Earth floats ...
I would hug her, but she was all soaked to the skin ...

I would hug her, but she was all soaked to the skin ...