К. Шульженко - О чем шептал мне старый сад
текст песни

Something garden whispers to me
Dropping your outfit,
And the stars are all in a row
They ring me about something,
I will touch the branches with my shoulder
They sigh
But who will tell me
What about what?

Something garden whispers to me
As if I am glad to meet
There are benches in a row -
And they also say
About something over the stream
The wind sang to me
But who will tell me
What about what?

Probably the flowers are waiting for
When you come to them,
And about you alone
Noisy foliage around
(Your steps rustle,
Now I know,
What I whisper about me
My old garden.) 2p.