"So the trees drop the remains of clothes, as if there are no hopes for trees in the summer. Only I'm still very fond of and love has not gone by. "

Meeting a man and a woman in a train compartment.

It happens that "love accidentally comes on." But does she have a future?

"Ah, the Indian summer, women's dreams ... It's cool inconsolable ... Tell me, why do you look in the autumn, when you want sweet cherries?"

They will discuss their past and present. They talk and can not talk to each other.

Her new nightgown with an unalloyed price tag will become a princess dress from a fairy tale.

And how she wants to buy herself a pink hat. Maybe then she will have a new happy life.

She is an idealist. He is a pragmatist. Will they be able to become a couple?

This lyrical play with an almost detective story was written by Polish poetess Agnieszka Osetska, a close friend of Bulat Okudzhava. All the songs and poems in the play - in his translation.

"I'm not afraid to hear bitter words from him. He is brought up for the most refined taste. He will touch my hands gently and, of course, will not return. "