Demetra - В ожидании дождя... - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Spring. On the street the weather is pretty good, in the sky either the cloud, the sun is not bake. Idyll ...

A boy of ten sits on one of the benches in the park. There are blue shorts on suspenders and a white T-shirt. Golden curls dropped on the forehead a little man. His eyes were unnatural gray. He kept in his hands opened umbrella into the red-blue stripe.

- What rain does not start ... - muttered the boy and kept the left hand from under the umbrella and checked if there was no rain.

In the park walked an elderly woman with a little dog. Going to the boy with an umbrella, she asked in surprise.

- Why do you, umbrella? It's not a rain.

"I'm waiting for him ..." Man smiled.

- Who are you waiting for? - I did not understand the woman.

"Rain ..." And the boy's smile became even more fun and carefree.

Motally different people passed by a little bit and many asked the same question: "Boy, why do you need an umbrella?". But the boy just smiled every asking and answered their question honestly and without rear thoughts.

"Why do they ask me about me, why are you?" Asked a striped umbrella of a boy. "We are waiting for it." And we know what he will come. He told me what exactly would come today and take me with himself! - The little man happily smiled. "And I'll take you with me and we will be threesome, walk along the streets together and look at the gray sky. Heaven is beautiful? I love the sky! Especially tightened with gray clouds, it reminds me of my eyes.

The boy did not receive a response, but he knew exactly that his favorite umbrella fully agrees with him. Again began to pass by people, asking the whole question. All the same thing answered a little boy and smiled having fun.

Suddenly, the little man tears from the bench, still holding his umbrella in his right hand, smiled.

-He came...

On the gray sidewalk droplets from the sky drop. Another one, also, also. The rain began. The boy stood a little under the umbrella in one place, and then slow steps moved forward along the asphalt sidewalk of the park. Raindar drops fell on the umbrella and bouncing, made a deaf sound. And the boy with an umbrella went on the sidewalk and eventually disappeared into the rain curtain ...