Текст песни М.Шуфутинский - Последний Лист

Autumn rain, cold wind
With the leaves breaks tramp-wind,
As if he wanted to take revenge for everything.
There was only one last
And with each cry the sky still noticeable
With this wind, it will take your ...

CHORUS

Last sheet slips down
And the sky look escorts,
And there beneath a black field ... ..
Last leaf still so clean
The fate of his does not know,
With front-to-earth ...

And having overcome shyness funny,
He rushes down as if into an abyss,
and whispers to himself, "have mercy and save ..."
"You would not hurt nobody there"
he says to himself, but he does not see,
that all his brothers lie in the mud ...