Текст песни Константин Никольский - Серый дождь

I draw on paper his loneliness :
In the doorway crying rain
And me to his calling.
Old gray cloak and umbrella
I take with me to the yard
We reassure each other
And stay together.
Gray rain ,
Tomorrow you go,
Taking away the sadness , closing the door .
Gray rain again gather
All my friends and leave.
I would gather in the evening
Anyone who gets wet in the rain,
Who his friends are not met ,
Gather in their old house.
We will lay the table in the house ,
And probably sing ,
About friends , that with us
Do not sit at the table.