Текст песни Павел Кашин и Ирина Миклошич - Пока мы с осенью прощались

As we said goodbye to the autumn
(music by Paul Kashin )

As we said goodbye to the autumn ,
The smell of the woods road.
And the rain wrinkled tired
For the hushed fields cling .
In flight, the birds counsel
After all, it can be wise to birds :
A piece of the sun in its beak scarlet
Carry for the long-range pass ...
Carry for the long-range pass ...
Carry for the long-range pass ...