Текст песни
Drops of notes on the leaves
The rain makes the music
Affectionate confessions in letters
You don't expect anything from me
Sad crying sounds
The sound of broken notes
My luck has disappeared
Somewhere around the bend
Like tears from the sky
Droplets on the glass
I'm returning the day to oblivion
Thinking about you
I kiss you gently in my thoughts
There's a silent tremor in my fingers
Drops of notes on the leaves
The rain makes the music
Rainbows of paint wiped off
Stupid doubts indeed
The wind blows with a wet palm
Smoothes the wrinkles of puddles
The music sheet of the notebook
The strings lay on the neck
Willow Weeping Strands
Swirling in music
Like tears from the sky
Droplets on the glass
I'm returning the day to oblivion
Thinking about you
I kiss you gently in my thoughts
There's a silent tremor in my fingers
Drops of notes on the leaves
The rain makes the music
I kiss you gently in my thoughts
There's a silent tremor in my fingers
Drops of notes on the leaves
The rain makes the music
