Текст песни Дельфин - Она мечтает о лете, когда его нет...

She writes poetry, she does not love wine,
She believes that we are familiar with for a long time,
She makes tea when the tea has cooled,
It does all the things that I have not forgotten it.
She dreams of summer, when it is not,
And every question she has the answer
She believes that it is not harmful smoke,
And something I still can not forgive.
She alone, it is one I have ...
She does not like friends who I love so much,
She rummages in his pocket, when I sleep,
She loves to dream and talk about it out loud,
It makes elephants of very small flies.
With it, we can not speak and did not look into her eyes,
In this cold gray sea ice,
She often has to be at home alone,
But she still somehow with me.