Текст песни Кафе - Девушка Катя

Girl Kate at the Old Arbat
Paints a portrait of ten minutes.
To her friends go to smoke-dresses
And a drunk guy with him called.
She took the job and marriage hunting,
Yes, but not around all those waiting.
Home did not call that almost half
And quit smoking for the fifth time could not.
Peter was her house, but the girl Katya
I decided to hang a backpack on his shoulder.
To go to the capital, fleeing from the curse,
Deaf buildings - concrete truscheb.
But the girl Katya sad at sunset,
The maker dialed from the tap water.
And you want to Katya, to be honest, by the way,
Where there is light and raise the bridges.
And in St. Petersburg rain tapping on the window
And listening to the rustle of leaves soaked.
In cold apartment and Mama Cat
All can not wait for a call from Moscow.