Текст песни Александр Гейнц и Сергей Данилов - От тебя на юго-запад

From your south-west
Fly me to the city in the autumn.
He broke off so abruptly
Unwritten novel.
Unfinished Piece.
Curtains undrawn.
And the windows curtain
Northern Light fog.

   And whether this meeting
   I hope that winter is not forever.
   According to weather reports snowstorm
   Not able to circle endlessly,
   Erasing your way. Or maybe forever ...

From you to the southwest,
Where are all familiar with birth,
I climb the ladder in the night
And step over the horizon.
Edge, where reigns eternal autumn,
Became the marina and the house,
Nothing to ask me.
Sleep was. Was there a dream?

   When - the snow melt
   Who remembers it knows
   A midnight call
   Which is not to forget
   They poured the wine; Well, take a sip!

But there will be no tears and letters,
Telephone conversations.
This sheet was clean -
White rose petal.
Dissolved in the fog
Whether the river, or mountain,
And calling me and beckoning
Snow northeast.

   Help would imagine, but there is nothing.
   Well my time does not heal?
   Believe me blind blizzard
   Not able to circle endlessly
   Erasing your way. Or maybe forever ...

From your south-west
I'm flying in the autumn city.
He broke off so abruptly
Unwritten novel.
Unfinished Piece.
Not the drawn curtains.
And the windows curtain
Northern Light fog.