Текст песни Варшавский Черный кофе - Листопад

& quot; Listopad & quot;

Today I dreamed again
Golden season leaf fall,
As if falling in the leaves, ready to kiss them,
Like hugging sister and brother.

As if I myself am of the same piece,
Gone with high maple,
And lying on their native son zemlitsy
And I look at the sky in astonishment.

And the whole life appears in front of me
Pink haze, cloud marvelous,
And rushing into the distance on the road the forest,
Where I wandered naive teenager.

Migratory birds fly,
Has rung his, otsvisteli.
Soon blizzard quench my sorrow,
Soon the ground lay a snowstorm.

Today I dreamed again
Golden season leaf fall ...

Music: Dmitry Warsaw
poems by Alexander Shaganov