Текст песни DJ Грув и Алена Иванцова - Человек дождя

I'm there, where the neon wind is evening blues,
Where there are lonely meetings.
With me is a purple evening of entertainment,
What you will not see in the world.
I'm there where no one will answer the questions,
And does not talk about the dawn.
For ladies there smiles and gossips are hidden in roses,
And the last is the first.

And I appear alone
For the hundredth time I sit at the window
And again I hear your voice
Somewhere there or somewhere here
I know that somewhere you are
The man of my rain

My man is the rain,
How are you without me?
But the night comes again.
My September angel,
At the end of the day
You will come to me as if ...

When everything ends strangely, there will be a morning,
I'm asleep in the windows of advertising.
Around everything will catch a fog, and as if
Soul like empty pockets ...

And I appear alone
For the hundredth time I sit at the window
And again I hear your voice
Somewhere there or somewhere here
I know that somewhere you are
The man of my rain

My man is the rain,
How are you without me?
But the night comes again.
My September angel,
At the end of the day
You will come to me as if ...

I'm there where the neon evening is
Where there are lone encounters
Where there are lone encounters

... My man is the rain ...