Текст песни Евгений Белоусов - Такое короткое лето

A little while, and the words whirl wind,
And the blue sky clouds possess,
And everything that happened between us that night,
Slightly ironic become suddenly distant.

This short summer,
Such volatile days
We end our magazine,
But you keep it all the same.

This short summer,
Such volatile days
We end our magazine,
But you keep it all the same.

A little while and tan fade south,
Zatyanesh in a knot golden hair streams,
And I do not smile wet and 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.

This short summer,
Such volatile days
We end our magazine,
But you keep it all the same.

A little while and rain sadness cool,
And we are with you the solution in the hustle and bustle,
And someone's lips in the hour of love to wake you,
And you will not shiver with fear that they are not.

This short summer,
Such volatile days
We end our magazine,
But you keep it all the same.

This short summer,
Such volatile days
We end our magazine,
But you keep it all the same.