А лето цвета [A leto tsveta] [English translation]

Hot July gives us back the happiness of years gone by.

How good it feels to me to be with you, and let (it) be a secret for others.

You'll ruffle my hair with your hand, touch my cheeks with your lips.

And you'll ask, like before, 'what colour is the summer then?'

Chorus:

And the summer is the colour of sky - enormous and blue.

And the summer is the colour of sun - embroidered with gold.

And the summer is the colour of willows - green, pretty.

And the summer is the colour of happiness - almost ungraspable.

On the first date, we were somewhat shy to look each other in the eyes.

But the warm waves whispered about something, and in the sky, the moon was laughing.

The years may have gone by, but we've been together since a long time ago, and I shall never forget.

Ask me again, 'what colour is the summer?'

Chorus:

And the summer is the colour of sky - enormous and blue.

And the summer is the colour of sun - embroidered with gold.

And the summer is the colour of willow - green, pretty.

And the summer is the colour of happiness - almost ungraspable.

And the summer is the colour of sky - enormous and blue.

And the summer is the colour of sun - embroidered with gold.

And the summer is the colour of willow - green, pretty.

And the summer is the colour of happiness - almost ungraspable.