Текст песни стихи - Игорь Орлов - Чья-то Любовь...

Summer squints from the street from the street
The wind flew into the window
And the tulle sinks.
And draws
Sunny bunny, rogue wiring
Refracted, climbs
Reflected in a hurry
Dust is chasing in a draft.
And he grows up, standing in the doorway
Perceptible, barely visible
Inspiration
Only a moment
Absolutely unique ...
Outside the window - a sad face
Just fanciful, the clouds will rush
And the forecast for the rain this time
Surprisingly, it will come true
He is going to pour now
The sky is frowning from the street
In the windowsill, a knock-outlet
Bubbles, look, form
They are pouting in puddles, only suddenly
Does it seem like tears roll
They flow down the cheeks, again and again
All wet, in a summer dress
Someone's love wanders ...