Юрий Красиков и Сергей Кумыш - Лето
текст песни

The words of Anatoly Strelnikov
Music Igor Gordin and Yuri Krasikova

Ask anyone when
He was happy sometimes.
The answer is unequivocal always:
In summer, summer, in summer, in the summer.

The July sun is on fire
Work on the field boils
City comfort is forgotten
In summer, summer, in summer, in the summer.

Ruins, island and house,
Beautiful landscape outside the window.
Will remember in Tyut then
Summer, summer-summer-summer-summer-summer-summer,
Yeah!

A shadow frozen at dusk.
How to wake up in the morning laziness! ..
And rain on parental day
In summer, summer, in summer, in the summer.

Our small club and concert,
And the second dinner on the porch,
Farewell, tears at the end ...
Summer, summer, summer, summer

Remember the last bonfire
Overwhelmed by a haze,
River and water intake.
Summer, summer-summer-summer-summer-summer-summer,
Yeah!

And here, on the fountain of the native,
Playing the premiere in winter,
Of course we will remember with you
Summer, summer, summer, summer.

Ask anyone when
He was happy sometimes.
The answer is unequivocal always:
In summer, in the summer-fly-fly-fly-fly,
In summer-fly-summer-summer-summer,
In the summer-summer-fly, yeah!

Recording 2006.