Lyrics Олег Горшков - Весна
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Сколько времени на часах?
Просыпаюсь, не помню как.
Из-под крана глоток воды,
Поливаю с утра цветы.
Что-то стало меняться вдруг:
Или свет другой, или звук.
Захотелось открыть окно,
Там растаяло все давно.
По радио весна объявлена с утра,
На улице тепло и южные ветра.
Раздетая совсем, по лужам босиком,
Весна довольна всем, все смотрят на нее.
На неё, на неё, на неё...
Каждый раз забывал я всё
После вечно холодных зим,
Записать бы пора давно,
Но не хватало то слов то сил.
Как сначала короче день,
А потом побеждала лень,
Голова моя – мыслей хлам,
Но стало всё по своим местам.
По радио весна объявлена с утра,
На улице тепло и южные ветра.
Раздетая совсем, по лужам босиком,
Весна довольна всем, все смотрят на нее.
На неё, на неё, на неё...
По радио весна объявлена с утра,
На улице тепло и южные ветра.
Раздетая совсем, по лужам босиком,
Весна довольна всем, все смотрят на нее.
На неё, на неё, на неё...
Просыпаюсь, не помню как.
Из-под крана глоток воды,
Поливаю с утра цветы.
Что-то стало меняться вдруг:
Или свет другой, или звук.
Захотелось открыть окно,
Там растаяло все давно.
По радио весна объявлена с утра,
На улице тепло и южные ветра.
Раздетая совсем, по лужам босиком,
Весна довольна всем, все смотрят на нее.
На неё, на неё, на неё...
Каждый раз забывал я всё
После вечно холодных зим,
Записать бы пора давно,
Но не хватало то слов то сил.
Как сначала короче день,
А потом побеждала лень,
Голова моя – мыслей хлам,
Но стало всё по своим местам.
По радио весна объявлена с утра,
На улице тепло и южные ветра.
Раздетая совсем, по лужам босиком,
Весна довольна всем, все смотрят на нее.
На неё, на неё, на неё...
По радио весна объявлена с утра,
На улице тепло и южные ветра.
Раздетая совсем, по лужам босиком,
Весна довольна всем, все смотрят на нее.
На неё, на неё, на неё...
What time is on the clock?
I wake up, I do not remember how.
From the tap, a sip of water,
I water the flowers in the morning.
Something began to change suddenly:
Or light of another, or sound.
I wanted to open a window,
There, all melted long ago.
By radio, the spring is announced in the morning,
The street is warm and the south winds.
Undressed completely, in puddles barefoot,
Spring is happy with everything, everyone is looking at it.
To her, to her, to her ...
Every time I forgot everything
After the eternally cold winters,
To write down it is time for a long time,
But the words did not have enough strength.
As first the day is shorter,
And then laziness won,
My head is a junk thought,
But everything was in its place.
By radio, the spring is announced in the morning,
The street is warm and the south winds.
Undressed completely, in puddles barefoot,
Spring is happy with everything, everyone is looking at it.
To her, to her, to her ...
By radio, the spring is announced in the morning,
The street is warm and the south winds.
Undressed completely, in puddles barefoot,
Spring is happy with everything, everyone is looking at it.
To her, to her, to her ...
I wake up, I do not remember how.
From the tap, a sip of water,
I water the flowers in the morning.
Something began to change suddenly:
Or light of another, or sound.
I wanted to open a window,
There, all melted long ago.
By radio, the spring is announced in the morning,
The street is warm and the south winds.
Undressed completely, in puddles barefoot,
Spring is happy with everything, everyone is looking at it.
To her, to her, to her ...
Every time I forgot everything
After the eternally cold winters,
To write down it is time for a long time,
But the words did not have enough strength.
As first the day is shorter,
And then laziness won,
My head is a junk thought,
But everything was in its place.
By radio, the spring is announced in the morning,
The street is warm and the south winds.
Undressed completely, in puddles barefoot,
Spring is happy with everything, everyone is looking at it.
To her, to her, to her ...
By radio, the spring is announced in the morning,
The street is warm and the south winds.
Undressed completely, in puddles barefoot,
Spring is happy with everything, everyone is looking at it.
To her, to her, to her ...