My huckleberry friend…

Moon River, wider than a mile,
I’m crossing you in style someday.
Old dream maker, you heart breaker,
Wherever you’re going I’m going your way.
Two drifters off to see the world;
There’s such a lot of world to see.
We’re after the same rainbow’s end,
Waiting ’round the bend,
My huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.

Совсем кончилась радуга, а новую в наше сельпо не завезли…