Текст песни Татьяна Буланова - Там, где кончается осень

Where it ends the autumn,
Where the evening not to demolish,
Wind throwing snow into our faces.
There begins the time,
First anxieties and doubts,
The cold pierces the heart,
And I can not sleep at night.

There's no call, and without knocking,
Beginning inaudible winter
Blizzard night,
Burying the Truth and at home.
We expect the separation,
Days of our meetings are numbered,
In a world where the notes are silent, and the words are cold.

Pain in the cold weakens
Stars cooled smolder,
The past in a haze of gray disappear.
Where it ends the autumn,
There's no in verse and prose,
Words to warm the heart is not enough, ever.

There's no call, and without knocking,
Beginning inaudible winter
Blizzard night,
Burying the Truth and at home.
We expect the separation,
Days of our meetings are numbered,
In a world where the notes are silent, and the words are cold.