Текст песни Катя Позолотина - в окна стучится осень.

Without love the summer,
And the window is knocking autumn.
"How are you?" - Who need not ask.
Heart of the aid is no longer asked.
October - I'm waiting for you more
The bird heat.
The hope in me still breathing,
Strange. I thought she was dead.
It seems like burying it,
In the farthest corner of the soul.
Gasoline fire you need me mascara.
It is useless to shout: "Stop you,
Silence is not the soul. "
Yes, I was hurried.
The letters in your name if
On sewed myself.
You've decided that I will forget.
How? If you reminders about everywhere.
With cries of the dishes crashing to pieces.
Memories in drawers and on shelves.
They do not wash out, for example,
Spots with T-shirts.
You're not crippled me no knives or needles.
No. This stinging memories,
Like, the asterisk falls from trees.
A moment ago she was on top,
Bang !!! And it's rubbish.
I'm afraid to lose people, even if I will
The most cowardly coward.
More than sad.
You remain on the lips of a bitter taste
And on his hand a little bite.
After these dreams, it seems,
I can live on.
So it was before.
Now, please, go away.
Forgive me for everything,
Be happy, do not be sad.
I say: "Let '
But unconsciously stifle the thought of meeting.
Nervous breakdown is now provided.
Peace my old discolored.
Feeling there was nothing.
Tick ​​the diagnosis has already been marked.