Текст песни Вячеслав Бутусов и Ю-Питер - Пеcня, идущего домой

I went to his home, I was walking on wet puddles,
On slippery pavement underfoot snow ironing.

A wet snow fell , and I went home
In the winter garden, on an empty street.

He walked beside me , spying on me ,
Follow me look
Silent convoy.

And now I'm standing on the edge of the snow,
From the sky the snow falls , then the sky is so necessary .

It's hard to believe I got home,
You opened the door for me ,
The snow came after me .

And suddenly the snow has melted , I saw you ,
On the verge of leaving only the rain .

We carries river flowing waves of oars ,
As if someone had opened all the heavenly cranes .

We stand on the edge , on the edge of the waterfall,
From the sky pours water , then the sky is so necessary .