Текст песни Юрий Шевчук - Осенним вечером храним...

Autumn Evening store
Under the golden domes
Standing invisible unharmed
Keep the earth, but you do not

You are constantly on the sidelines,
How close and are beyond death.
Nevertheless, beautiful,
As the dreams of the world at war

I understand that you have
I like me, pretty much.
Do not decorate your eyes
My hard road.

But I'm looking for-raschu words
You dedicate every evening
As explained by the sky falcon,
Like bread, knower of millstones

When Christmas comes back,
Star crumble at the candles.
We solemsya in one
And he will, and he will answer.

And lead us down the aisle,
At the altar open secret,
That everything is not accidental
And death is not the end of life.