Текст песни ОБЕ-РЕК - Морозная

Something autumn , my true
Depressed , the leaves dropped ,
Late ah frosty
late

Something quite sour sky
Will not please the sun clear,
No refund summer red ,
no refund

And sneaking gloomy winter
On rotting leaves with frost
Slowly, and the nasty,
leisurely

Days like as a mother and daughter
By the nature of bodies to age
Not find them fresh joy,
not found

What do you want me to , later ,
You're in the depths of his toil ,
Do not forgive and will not repent ,
not just

Well , good-bye just good-bye, God willing, we meet again
And I wish you did not grow old
You and I can not cope with the winter
You and I